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Date: Tue, 19 Sep 1995 20:34:13 -0400
From: AB001@snoopy.bridgewater.edu (Art Bai)
Subject: Hotel California - The Easier Version


     I just thought I'd post a somewhat easier for playing version of the
Eagles' "Hotel California": this might be the perfect choice for the
beginners who happen to be crazy about the song. So here it is.

  - HOTEL "CALIFORNIA" -


Am   
 On a dark desert highway
E
 Cool wind in my hair - 
G
 Warm smell of coletus
D
 Rising up thru the air
F
 Up ahead in the distance
C
 I saw a shimmer of light;
Dm
 My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,
E
 I had to stop for the night -


And there she stood in the doorway,
I heard the mission bell;
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be heaven 
                      and this could be hell..."
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor,
And I heard'em say -

F                            C
 "Welcome to the Hotel "California",
Dm
 Such a lovely place,
                           Am               
                    Such a lovely face,
Em- E -F                                  C
        Plenty of room in the Hotel "California",
      Dm
 Any time of year 
 
                 (Any time of year)
          E     
 You can find it here..."


(all the other verses and the chorus part are no different; just follow the
model above.)


Her mind is tiffany-twisted,
She got a Mersedes-Benz;
She got a lot, a lot of pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the cortyard -
Sweet summer sweat;
Some dance to remember,
Some dance to forget...

So I called up the Captain,
"Please, bring me my wine!"
(He said) - 
          "We haven't had that spirit here since
Nineteen sixty-nine...
But still those voices are comin' from fa-ar away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night,
Just to hear'em say,


"Welcome to the Hotel "California',
Such a lovely place,
                   Such a lovely face,
Living it up in the Hotel "California".
What a nice surprise,
                   When you're out of lies..."



Mirrors on the ceiling,
They drink champaign on ice,
(And she said,)
       "We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device;
In the Master's chambers
They gathered for the fiest - 
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they
         just
              can't
                     kill the beast!"

Last thing I remember -
I was
       running for the door,
I tried to get my passage back
To the place I was before,
"Relax," - said the nightman,-
"We are all
           programmed to receive,
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave!..."


The solo part, which as you know takes three thirds of a song, I don't 
know about: I have figured if you're a beginner, forget 'bout the solo part.
Eitherway I did at the time.



     Open for questions and comments,

ART BAI (ab001@snoopy.bridgewater.edu)

From: BJP108@psuvm.psu.edu (Brian Panulla, MooCow)
Subject: TAB: Hotel California in B minor (corrected)

In article <1992Jul12.142622.19219@ferrari.nmc.ed.ray.com>,
mongeau@ferrari.nmc.ed.ray.com (Mike Mongeau) says:
>
 Bm                        F#
>On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
 A                     E
>Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
 G                         D
>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#
>There she stood in the doorway;  I heard the mission bell
 A                                          E
>And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
 G                        D
>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
>
>CHORUS
>------
 G                        D
>Welcome to the Hotel California.
        Em                   Bm7
>Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
    G                               D
>(1)Plenty of room at the Hotel California
>(2)They livin' it up at the Hotel California
        Em                                      F#
>(1)Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
>(2)What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) bring your alibis
>
>
>Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
>She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that 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."
>"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine"
>And still those voices are calling from far away
>Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
>
>CHORUS (with ending 2)
>
>Mirrors on the ceiling, the 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 stab 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 nightman, "We are programmed to receive"
>"You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave"
>
>(Instrumental and fade)
>
>-----------------------------------------------------------
>Chords used:
>
>        E A D G B e
>       +-----------+
 Bm      2 2 4 4 3 2   bar at 2nd   or   x x 4 4 3 2
 Bm7     2 2 4 2 3 2   bar at 2nd   or   x x 4 2 3 2
 F#      2 4 4 3 2 2   bar at 2nd   or   x 4 4 3 2 2
 A       0 0 2 2 2 0
 E       0 2 2 1 0 0
 G       3 2 0 0 0 3
 D       x 0 0 2 3 2
 Em      0 2 2 0 0 0
>       +-----------+
>