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Am E G D F C Dm E7 Eagles - Hotel california acoustic
OAmn a dark desert highway, cooEl wind in my hair WGarm smell of colitas risDing up through the air UFp ahead in the distance, I sCaw a shimmering light MDmy head grew heavy and my sight grew dim IE7 had to stop for the night
TAmhere she stood in the doorway; I hEeard the mission bell AGnd I was thinking to myself this could be heaDven or this could be hell TFhen she lit up a candle, anCd she showed me the way TDmhere were voices down the corridor, I tE7hought I heard them say
Chorus :
WFelcome to the Hotel CaliforCnia. Such a lE7ovely place, such a loveAmly face PClenty of room at the Hotel CaliforDmnia AEny time of year (any time of year) you canE7 find it here
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