From: alberter@untadi.enet.dec.com (Ludwig Alberter)
Subject: Re: CRD: Hotel California (from ftp.nevada.edu)
Reply-To: alberter@untadi.enet.dec.com (Ludwig Alberter)
Organization: Digital Equipment GmbH, Muenchen
Date: Fri, 20 Nov 1992 08:58:44 GMT


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
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
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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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regards,
Ludwig

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