The Last Resort
Written by Don Henley & Glenn Frey
Recorded by Eagles

Intro.:  (E) x 2 bars

(E) She came from (A)Providence, (B) the one in Rhode (E)Island
Where the old world (A)shadows hang (B) heavy in the air (E)
She packed her (A)hopes and dreams (B) like a refu-(E)gee
Just as her (A)father came (B) across the (E)sea

(E) She heard a-(A)bout a place (B) people were (E)smilin'
They spoke about the (A)red man's way, (B) how they loved (E) the land
And they came from (A)everywhere (B) to the Great Divide (E)
Seeking a (A)place to stand (B) or a place to hide (E)

(E) Down in the (A)crowded bars (B) out for a good (E) time
Can't wait to (A)tell you all (B) what it's like up (E)there
And they called it (A)paradise, (B) I don't know (E)why
Somebody laid the (A)mountains low (B) while the town got (E)high

Inst.:  / / / |(A) |(E) |(A) |(E/B) --- |(B) --- |(E) --- |

(E) Then the chilly (A)winds blew down (B) across the (E)desert
Through the canyons (A)of the coast (B) to the Malibu (E)
Where the pretty (A)people play (B) hungry for pow-(E)-er
To light their (A)neon way (B) and give them things to do (E)

(E) Some rich men came and (A)raped the land, (B) nobody caught (E) 'em
Put up a bunch of (A)ugly boxes, (B) and Jesus people bought 'em (E)
And they called it (A)paradise, (B) the place to be (E)
They watched the (A)hazy sun (B) sinking in the sea

Inst.:  |(E) |(A) |(E) |(A) |(G) |(C) |(G) |(C) |(D6) --- |(D) / / (C) ---
       |(G)(C)| x 8 bars

(G) You can leave it (C)all behind (D) and sail to Lahai-(G)-na
Just like the missionaries (C)did (D) so many years ago (G)
They even brought a (C)neon sign (D) 'Jesus is Com-(G)ing'
Brought the white man's (C)burden down, (D) brought the white man's (G)reign

(G) Who will provide the (C)grand design, (D) what is yours and (G)what is mine
'Cause there is no more (C)new frontier, (D) we have got to (G)make it here
We satisfy our (C) endless needs (D) and justify our (G)bloody deeds
In the name of (C)destiny (D) and in the name of (G)God

(G) And you can (C)see them there (D) on Sunday morn-(G)-ing
Stand up and (C)sing about (D) what it's like up (G)there
They called it (C)paradise, I (D) don't know (G) why.
You call some place (C)paradise, (D) kiss it good-(G)bye

Outro.:  |(G) |(C) | x times to fade