Hotel California taby ukulele według The Eagles (Chwyty barytonu)

Verse:
Bm                        F#7
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
A                     E7
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
G                         D
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
Em                                        F#7
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim; I had to stop for the night.

Bm                              F#7
There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell
A                                            E7
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#7
There were voices down the corridor I thought I heard them say...

Chorus:
G                        D 
Welcome to the Hotel California... 
       F#7                                      Bm        F#7  )Bm
Such a lovely place,(such a lovely place)such a lovely face...
G                               D
Plenty of room at the Hotel California... 
    Em                                     F#7
Any time of year,(any time of year)you can find it here...

Verse:
Bm                           F#7
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Bends
A                                     E7
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
G                                D
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Em                      F#7
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

Bm                           F#7
So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine"
          A                                     E7
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
G                                       D
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Em                                     F#7
Wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say...

Chorus:
G                        D 
Welcome to the Hotel California... 
       F#7                                      Bm        F#7 Bm
Such a lovely place,(such a lovely place)such a lovely face...
G                                  D
They livin' it up at the Hotel California... 
       Em                                             F#7
What a nice surprise,(what a nice surprise)bring your alibis...

Verse:
Bm                      F#7
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
              A                               E7
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
G
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
Em
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast

Bm                           F#7
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
A                                 E7
I had to find the passage back to place I was before
G                                   D
"Relax" said the night man, "We are programmed to receive.
Em                                   F#7
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave".