Eagles - Hotel california acoustic

^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 Cali^Cfornia. Such a ^Elovely place, such a ^Amlovely face ^CPlenty of room at the Hotel Cali^Dmfornia ^EAny time of year (any time of year) you ^Ecan find it here