The song was awarded the Grammy Award for Record of the Year in 1978. The song is considered the best known recording by the band, and in 1998 its long guitar coda was voted the best guitar solo of all time by readers of Guitarist. The Eagles' original recording of the song features Henley singing the lead vocals, and concludes with an electric guitar solo performed by both Walsh and Felder, in which they both take turns of playing lead before harmonising and playing the aforementioned arpeggio towards the fade out at the end. Joe Walsh came up with the dual-guitar descending arpeggio part that ends the song: he did not, however, get writing credits. Writing credits for the song are shared by Don Felder (music), Don Henley, and Glenn Frey (lyrics). And she said,Dsus2 Em/C# "We are all just prisoners here of our own device."C G And in the master's chambers they're gathered for the feastAm7 B7 They stab it with their steely knives but they just can't kill the beast The last thing I remember I was running for the doorI 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." Hotel California" is the title track from the Eagles' album of the same name and was released as a single in February 1977. What a nice surprise, bring your alibis Em B7 Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice. Such a lovely place, such a lovely face C G Am7 B7They're living it up at the Hotel California. Anytime of year, you can find it here Em B7 Her mind is differently twisted, she got the Mercedes-BenzDsus2 Em/C# She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friendsC G How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweatAm7 B7 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 1969."And still those voices are calling from far awayWake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say C G B7 Em Welcome to the Hotel California. Such a lovely place, such a lovely faceC G Am7 B7Plenty of room at the Hotel California. Em B7 Dsus2 Em/C# C G Am7e-0-2-0-0-0-3-0-B-0-0-3-0-1-0-1-G-0-2-2-0-0-0-0- Capo 7th fretD-2-1-0-2-2-0-2-A-2-2-x-4-3-2-0-E-0-x-x-x-x-3-x-Em B7 On a dark, desert highway, cool wind in my hairDsus2 Em/C# Warm smell of colitas rising up through the airC G Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightAm7 B7 My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the nightThere she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bellAnd I was thinking to myself, "This could be heaven or this could be hell."Then she lit up her candle and she showed me the wayThere were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them sa圜 G B7 Em Welcome to the Hotel California.
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