AmOn a dark desert highway, Ecool wind in my hair
GWarm smell of colitas Drising up through the air
FUp ahead in the distance, CI saw a shimmering light
DmMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
EI had to stop for the night
AmThere she stood in the doorway; EI heard the mission bell
GAnd I was thinking to myself this could be Dheaven or this could be hell
FThen she lit up a candle,C and she showed me the way
DmThere were voices down the corridor, EI thought I heard them say
FWelcome to the Hotel CaliCfornia.
Such a Elovely place, such a Amlovely face
CPlenty of room at the Hotel CaliDmfornia
EAny time of year (any time of year) you Ecan find it here
And so on....