- HOTEL "CALIFORNIA" -


Am   
 On a dark desert highway
E
 Cool wind in my hair - 
G
 Warm smell of coletus
D
 Rising up thru the air
F
 Up ahead in the distance
C
 I saw a shimmer of light;
Dm
 My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,
E7
 I had to stop for the night -


And there she stood in the doorway,
I heard the mission bell;
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be heaven 
                      and this could be hell..."
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor,
And I heard'em say -

F                            C
 "Welcome to the Hotel "California",
Dm
 Such a lovely place,
                           Am               
                    Such a lovely face,
Bm- C -F                                  C
        Plenty of room in the Hotel "California",
      Dm
 Any time of year 
 
                 (Any time of year)
          E7    
 You can find it here..."


(all the other verses and the chorus part are no different; just follow the
model above.)


Her mind is tiffany-twisted,
She got a Mersedes-Benz;
She got a lot, a lot of pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the cortyard -
Sweet summer sweat;
Some dance to remember,
Some dance to forget...

So I called up the Captain,
"Please, bring me my wine!"
(He said) - 
          "We haven't had that spirit here since
Nineteen sixty-nine...
But still those voices are comin' from fa-ar away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night,
Just to hear'em say,


"Welcome to the Hotel "California',
Such a lovely place,
                   Such a lovely face,
Living it up in the Hotel "California".
What a nice surprise,
                   When you're out of lies..."



Mirrors on the ceiling,
They drink champaign on ice,
(And she said,)
       "We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device;
In the Master's chambers
They gathered for the fiest - 
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they
         just
              can't
                     kill the beast!"

Last thing I remember -
I was
       running for the door,
I tried to get my passage back
To the place I was before,
"Relax," - said the nightman,-
"We are all
           programmed to receive,
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave!..."


The solo part, which as you know takes three thirds of a song, I don't 
know about: I have figured if you're a beginner, forget 'bout the solo part.
Eitherway I did at the time.