Verse 1 / Verse 2 / Verse 3
[6m-37-5-2-4-1-2m-37]x2
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitas rising up through the airUp ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dimI had to stop for the nightThere she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bellAnd I was thinking to myselfThis could be heaven or this could be hellThen she lit up a candle, and she showed me the wayThere were voices down the corridor; I thought I heard them say
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bendsShe got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friendsHow they danced in the courtyard, sweet summer sweatSome dance to remember, some dance to forgetSo I called up the captain: Please bring me my wineWe haven't had that spirit here since 1969And still those voices are calling from far awayWake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on iceWe are all just prisoners here of our own deviceAnd in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feastThey stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beastLast thing I remember, I was running for the doorI had to find the passage back to the place I was beforeRelax, said the night man; we are programmed to receiveYou can check out any time you like, but you can never leave
Chorus 1 / Chorus 2
4 1 37 6m 4 1 2m 37
Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place, such a lovely facePlenty of room at the Hotel CaliforniaAny time of year, you can find it here
Welcome to the Hotel CaliforniaSuch a lovely place, such a lovely faceThey're livin' it up at the Hotel CaliforniaWhat a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Intro ×2; Outro Solo ×3; Harmonies ×2, then fade. Chords use Nashville numbers relative to C major.