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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From uunet!dtix!darwin.sura.net!wupost!uwm.edu!psuvax1!psuvm!bjp108 Mon Jul 13 11:39:48 PDT 1992 Article: 677 of alt.guitar.tab Path: nevada.edu!uunet!dtix!darwin.sura.net!wupost!uwm.edu!psuvax1!psuvm!bjp108 From: BJP108@psuvm.psu.edu (Brian Panulla, MooCow) Newsgroups: alt.guitar.tab Subject: TAB: Hotel California in B minor (corrected) Message-ID: <92195.095817BJP108@psuvm.psu.edu> Date: 13 Jul 92 13:58:17 GMT References: <1992Jul12.142550.19119@ferrari.nmc.ed.ray.com> <1992Jul12.142622.19219@ferrari.nmc.ed.ray.com> Organization: Penn State University Lines: 87 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 > +-----------+ > > > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > Mike Mongeau Raytheon Equipment Division > mongeau@nmc.ed.ray.com Marlboro, MA > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > ______ Brian Panulla Hail Sinfonia! bjp108 @ psuvm.psu.edu / ender @ vivaldi.psu.edu / panulla @ math.psu.edu (The opinions expressed above are mine alone, and do not reflect those of) (Penn State University, or the Center for Academic Computing, so there! )







                       


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