Eagles: Hotel California

Eagles Hotel California här i en version från albumet Hell freazes over är en av historiens största monsterhitar. Det mest fantastiska är att låten aldrig någonsin blir omodern, och att det bara inte går att förstå vad texten egentligen handlar om. Underbart! I texten hittar du också gitarr-ackorden till Hotel California – ett måste för varje lägereldsgitarrist.

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air

Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the night

/ Bm F# / A E / G D / Em / F# /

There she stood in the doorway – I heard the mission bell

And I was thinking to myself, this could be Heaven or this could be Hell

Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way

There were voices down the corridor

I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place, such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

Plenty of room at the Hotel California

Any time of year, any time of year

You can find it here

/ G D / F# / Bm / G D / Em / F# /

Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she’s got the Mercedes bends

She’s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends

How they dance in the courtyard – sweet summer sweat

Some dance to remember

Some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain, please bring me my wine, ‘n’ he said

We haven’t had that spirit here since 1969

And still those voices are calling from far away

Wake you up in the middle of the night

Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place, such a lovely place

Such a lovely face

They’re livin’ it up at the Hotel California

What a nice surprise, what a nice surprise

Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling and pink champagne on ice, and she said

We are all just prisoners here of our own device

And in the master’s chambers, they gathered for the feast

They stabbed it with their steely knives

But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember I was running for the door

I had to find the passage back to the place I was before

”Relax,” said the night man, ”We are programmed to receive

You can check out any time you like

But you can never leave”