Hotel California taby ukulele według The Eagles

Am                        E7
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
G                      D                
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
F
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
There she stood in the doorway;
E7
I heard the mission bell
G
And I was thinking to myself,
               D            
“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…

Chorus:
F                       C                   
Welcome to the Hotel California
             E7
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
             Am
Such a lovely face
F                                                     
Plenty of room at the Hotel 
   C
California
        Dm
Any time of year (Any time of year)
                E7
You can find it here

Verse:
Am                           E7                 
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
G                               D                           
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
F                                                         
How they dance in the courtyard,
C
sweet summer sweat.
Dm                      E7                    
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget


Am
So I called up the Captain,
 E7
“Please bring me my wine”
                 G
He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here
           D
since nineteen sixty nine”
F
And still those voices are calling from
C
far away,
Dm
Wake you up in the middle of the night
E7
Just to hear them say…


Chorus:
F                       C                   
Welcome to the Hotel California
             E7
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
             Am
Such a lovely face
F                                                     
Plenty of room at the Hotel 
   C
California
        Dm
Any time of year (Any time of year)
                E7
You can find it here


Am
Mirrors on the ceiling,
E7
The pink champagne on ice
              G
And she said “We are all just prisoners 
          D
here, of our own device”
F
And in the master’s chambers,
C
They gathered for the feast
Dm
They stab it with their steely knives,
               E7
But they just can’t kill the beast

Am
Last thing I remember, I was
E7
Running for the door
G
I had to find the passage back
             D
To the place I was before
F
“Relax, ” said the night man,
               C
“We are programmed to receive.
Dm
You can check-out any time you like,
E7
But you can never leave! ”

 

Solo:
Am  – E7 – G – D – F – C – Dm – E7