Bm                        F#/A#
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
A                     E/G#
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
G                         D/F#
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#/A#
There she stood in the doorway;  I heard the mission bell
A                                          E/G#
And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
G                        D/F#
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


 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.


Song goes like that all the way through...

Cheers,
Chris