Hotel California - Sampl ( 🎷 Bb ) Melody & Solo

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  • Опубліковано 2 жов 2022
  • Hotel California ( by Don Henley,Glenn Lewis Frey / Don Felder - 1976 )
    Artist : Eagles
    Intro 1 - 32 32
    A 33 - 48 16
    A' 49 - 64 16
    B 65 - 80 16
    A 81 - 96 16
    A' 97 - 112 16
    B 113 - 128 16
    A' 129 - 144 16
    A'' 145 - 160 16
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    Solo - C 161 - 176 16
    C 177 - 192 16
    C 193 - 208 16
    C 209 - 224 16
    C 225 - 240 16
    -------- Lyrics -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    A
    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
    A'
    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
    B
    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
    A
    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
    A'
    So I called up the Captain
    “Please bring me my wine.”
    He said, “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
    B
    Welcome to the Hotel California
    Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
    Such a lovely face
    They livin’ it up at the Hotel California
    What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
    Bring your alibis
    A'
    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
    A''
    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!”
    C - Solo

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