Hotel California taby ukulele według The Eagles

Am E7 G D F C Dm E7 2x

Am                        E7
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

G                      D
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air

F                        C
Up ahead in the distance,I saw a shimmering light

Dm
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

E7
I had to stop for the night



Am                              E7
There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell

G                                           D
Then I was thinking to myself this could be Heaven or this could be Hell

F                        C
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

Dm
There were voices down the corridor, 

E7
I thought I heard them say


F                        C
Welcome to the Hotel California

E7
Such a lovely place

E7
(Such a lovely place)

Am
Such a lovely face

F                               C
Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Dm
Any time of year

Dm
(Any time of year)

E7
You can find it here


Am                           E7
Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz

G                                    D
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends

F                                C
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat

Dm                      E7
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget


Am                           E7
So I called up the captain, "Please bring me my wine"

G                                               D
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"

F                                       C
And still those voices are calling from far away

Dm                                     E7
Wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say



F                        C
Welcome to the Hotel California

E7
Such a lovely place

E7
(Such a lovely place)

Am
Such a lovely face

F                               C
Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Dm
Any time of year

Dm
(Any time of year)

E7
You can find it here


Am                          E7
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice

G                                             D
And she said, "We are all just prisoners here of our own device"

F                            C
And in the master's chambers they gathered for the feast

Dm                                              E7
They stab it with their steely knives but they just can't kill the beast


Am                     E7
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door

G                                     D
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before

F                                    C
"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive

Dm                                   E7
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave"