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

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

 
 Chorus :
 
 G                        D
 Welcome to the Hotel California.
        Em                   Bm7
 Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
 G                               D
 Plenty of room at the Hotel California
 Em                                      F#
 Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here