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Hotel California: B - F - A - G - G - D - E - F
Hotel California: B - F - A - G - G - D - E - F
Hotel California
Bass Progression: Key of : B min
B - F# - min A - G# - G - D - E - F#
Chords: B (B-d-f ) #
F# (a -c -F )
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A (A-c -e)
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E (g -b-E)
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G (G-b-d) D (D-f -a)
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E D D¯B – E D E D E D E D F# – E F# E F#A ¯F E – #
me the way There were voic-es down the cor-ri-dor, I thought I heard them sa - y...
(Chorus)
GGGGGGAGG F# – F# F# F# E E – F# F# F# E E – E E E D D –
Wel-come to the Ho-tel Cal - i - for-nia Such a love -ly place (Such a love - ly place) Such a love-ly face
GGGGGGGGAGG F# – F# F# F# E E – F# F# F# E E – G G G F# F# –
Plen-ty of room at the Ho - tel Cal - i - for - nia An - y time of year (An-y time of year) You can find it here
LH: –A – G# E – G D G – D A
LH: – G# E G# G D G – D A
way There were voic-es down the cor-ri-dor, I thought I heard them sa - y
LH: D – E B E – F# C# F# –
Chorus
RH: (d-G) / - / / / / (D-a) G (d-G) (D-f#) – F# F# F# E E – F# F# F# E
Wel - come to the Ho-tel Cal - i - for - nia Such a love -ly place (Such a love - ly
LH: G D G – ¯D - A D – E - B E
LH: – B C# D E F# ¯G D G – ¯D - A D –
RH: F# F# F# E E – F# F# F# E E – G G G F# F# –
An - y time of year (An-y time of year) You can find it here
LH: – E - B E – F# - C#E
3rd Verse
RH: – F# F# F# G F# F# G F# – F#F# F# F# E E EF# – E E E E E F# E F# E
Her mind is Tif-fan - y -twist-ed, she’s got the Mer-ced- es bends She got a lot of pret -ty, pret-ty
4th Verse
RH: DF# E – F# F# F# E F# – F# F# F# F#F# G F# – EF# F# E E F# –
re- mem - ber, some dance to for-get So I called up the Cap-tain, "Please bring me my wine" He said,
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LH: G D G – ¯D - A D – E - B E
LH: – B #
C D E F# ¯G D G – ¯D - A D –
RH: F# F# F# E E – F# F# F# E E – G G G F# F# –
An - y time of year (An-y time of year) You can find it here
LH: – E - B E – F# - C# –
5th Verse
RH: – F# F# G F# G F# – ¯C#F# F# F# E F# – F# E E E F# E E F#
Mir-rors on the cei-ling, The pink cham-pagne on ice And she said "We are all just pri-son-ers here,
LH: ¯B F# B – ¯F # C# F# – A E A –
RH: F# F# F# E D D – D F# F# F# E DF# – D F# E D D D -
Of our o - wn de - vice" And in the mas-ter's cham-bers, They gath-ered for the feast
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RH: – D E E - E E E DF# – F# F# F# F# F# E F# –
They stab it with their stee-ly knives, But they just can't kill the beast
LH: ¯E B E – G D G – ¯D A D –
Guitar Solo
RH: – D E E E E E E DF# – F# F# F#A ¯F# F# – BDF#D -¯A B¯E D E
You can check-out an -y time you like, But you can nev - er leave!
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LH: B E – G D G –
RH: D¯A¯F# - D¯A¯F# - D¯A - F# – E¯B¯G# - E¯B¯G# - E¯B - E¯B¯G# - E¯B¯G# -
LH:¯D A D – ¯E B E –
RH: E¯B - F#¯C#¯A# - F#¯C#¯A# - F#¯C# - (C#-A#) – (B-d-f#) / / – Play last part 2X
"Hotel California"
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair And still those voices are calling from far away,
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Wake you up in the middle of the night
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light Just to hear them say...
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night Welcome to the Hotel California
There she stood in the doorway; Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
I heard the mission bell Such a lovely face
And I was thinking to myself, They livin' it up at the Hotel California
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell" What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way Bring your alibis
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say... Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
Welcome to the Hotel California And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) own device"
Such a lovely face And in the master's chambers,
Plenty of room at the Hotel California They gathered for the feast
Any time of year (Any time of year) They stab it with their steely knives,
You can find it here But they just can't kill the beast
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes
benz Last thing I remember, I was
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends Running for the door
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer I had to find the passage back
sweat. To the place I was before
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget "Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
So I called up the Captain, You can check-out any time you like,
"Please bring me my wine" But you can never leave! "
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since
nineteen sixty nine"