Hotel California

Anglické písničky (směs)

Am                        E
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
G                       D
Warm smell of colitas, rising through the air
F                           C
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
Dm                                        E
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night
 
Am                              E
There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell
G                                           D
And I was thinking to myself: this could be heaven or this could be hell 
F                                C
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
Dm                                   E
There were voices down the corridor; I thought I heard them say:
 
   F                        C
  "Welcome to the Hotel California
         E                                          Am
  Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
  F                               C
  Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
      Dm                                       E
  Any time of year (any time of year), you can find it here"
 
Am                           E
Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
G                                     D
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
F                                C
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat,
Dm                      E
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
 
Am                           E
So I called up the captain, "Please bring me my wine", He said
 G                                     D
"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixtynine"
F                                       C
And still those voices are calling from far away
Dm                                      E
Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say:
   
   F                        C
  "Welcome to the Hotel California
         E                                          Am
  Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
       F                             C
  They livin' it up at the Hotel California
         Dm                                               E
  What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis"
 
Am                      E   
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice, and she said
 G                               D
"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
F                             C
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
Dm                                              E
They stab it with their steely knives but they just can't kill the beast

Am                           E
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
G                                     D
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
 F                                   C
"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive
Dm                                       E
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave"
  
  guitar solo to fade