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

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

F#

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 or 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

Chorus :

G D

Welcome to the Hotel California.

Em Bm7

Such a lovely place, such a lovely face

G D

Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Em F#

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