martes, 29 de julio de 2008

Hotel California (Eagles)

Bm F# A E G D Em F#
Bm F# A E G D Em F#
Bm F#
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair,
A E
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air.
G D
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light,
Em F#
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night.
Bm F#
There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell,
A E
And I was thinking to myself, "This could be heaven and this could be hell."
G D
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way,
Em F#
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say,
G D
"Welcome to the Hotel California,"
F# Bm
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face.
G D
Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
Em F#
Any time of year (any time of year), you can find it here.
Bm F#
Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz,
A E
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she called friends.
G D
How they dance in the courtyard , sweet summer sweat,
Em F#
Some dance to remember;, some dance to forget.
Bm F#
So I called up the captain, "Please bring me my wine." He said,
A E
"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine."
G D
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Em F#
Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say,


G D
"Welcome to the Hotel California,"
F# Bm
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face.
G D
Living it up at the Hotel California,
Em F#
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis.

Bm F#
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice, and she said,
A E
"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."
G D
And in the master's chambers, they gather for the feast.
Em F#
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast.
Bm F#
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door,
A E
I had to find a passage back to the place I was before.
G D
"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive,
Em F#
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.