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+\songcolumns{2}
+\beginsong{Hotel California}[by=The Eagles,cov=complete-greatest-hits]
+
+
+\cover
+\gtab{Sim}{2:002210}
+\gtab{Fa#}{2:022100}
+\gtab{La}{002220}
+\gtab{Mi}{022100}
+\gtab{Sol}{320003}
+\gtab{Ré}{XX0232}
+
+\beginverse
+\[Sim]On a dark desert highway,
+\[Fa#]Cool wind in my hair
+\[La]Warm smell of colitas 
+\[Mi]Rising up through the air
+\[Sol]Up ahead in the distance,
+\[Ré]I saw a shimmering light
+\[Mim]My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
+\[Fa#]I had to stop for the night
+\endverse
+
+\beginverse
+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
+\endverse
+
+\beginchorus
+\[Sol]Welcome to the Hotel Cali\[Ré]fornia.
+Such a \[Mim]lovely place,
+Such a \[Fa#]lovely face
+\[Sol]Plenty of room at the Hotel Cali\[Ré]fornia
+Any \[Mim]time of year \echo{any time of year}
+You can \[Fa#]find it here
+\endchorus
+
+\beginverse
+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
+\endverse
+
+\beginverse
+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
+\endverse
+
+\beginchorus
+Welcome to the Hotel California.
+Such a lovely place,
+Such a lovely face
+They livin' it up at the Hotel California
+What a nice surprise \echo{what a nice surprise}
+Bring your alibis
+\endchorus
+
+\beginverse
+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
+\endverse
+
+\beginverse
+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''
+\endverse
+
+\endsong