They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat
Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it
D, F, G D pause
You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right (harmony) Let's kill all the lawyers-- kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work; you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing
Get over it
Get over it
If you don't want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, get over it
D, F, G, D.. D, F, G, D .. D,D
C D (drums) It's like going to a confession every time I hear you speak
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak
(get over it, page 2 )
You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
Bitch about the present and blame it on the past.
I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ass .. yeh, yeh, yeh
Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it
Get over it
Get over it
Its gotta stop sometimes, so why don't you quit
Get over it, get over it (pause) (come back guitar first, all 1/2 later)
D, F, G D.. D, F, G, D (pause, guitar) ...(all play A, G, F, D) ...
Drum roll .... get over it (stop)
Get Over It The Eagles Hell Freezes Over (MTV) Tabbed by Cliff Sadler, Sarasota Florida
Played with Barre A style chords [ ] 5th 1 1 1 1 1 1 | | | | | | | | 3 3 3 x :-- mute the high E string | | | | | |
I [D]turn on the tube What do I see A whole lotta people Cryin' Don't blame me;They point their Crooked little fingers At everybody else Spend all of their time Feeling Sorry for themselves [G]Victim of this Victim of that
Your [A]momma's too thin and Your daddy's too fat!
Get [D]over it (Hit a 10th fret D on the E string)
Get [F]over it (Hit a 10th fret D on the E string)
All this [G]whinin', cryin' Pitchin' a fit
Get [D]over it (Hit a 10th fret D on the E string) Get over it!
Solo 1 D---F---G---D Break
You said you [D]haven't been the same Since you had your little crash But you might feel better If they gave you some cash The more I think about it Old Billy was right Let's kill all the lawyers Kill 'em tonight!
[G]Don't wanna work You want to live like a king
But the [A]big bad world Doesn't owe you a thing
Get [D]over it
Get [F]over it
If you [G]don't want to play Then you might as well split
Get [D]over it Get over it
Slide Solo D---F---G---D Hook
It's like [C]goin' to confession
Every time I hear you [D]speak
You're [G]makin' the most Of your losin' streak
[A]Some call it sick I call it weak Yeah, Yeah Yeah!
You're [D]draggin' around Like a ball and chain You wallow in the guilt You wallow in the pain You wave it like a flag You wear it like a crown Got your mind in the gutter Bringin' everybody down
You [G]bitch about the present Blame it on the past
I'd like to [A]find you in a child And kick it's little ass!
Get [D]over it
Get [F]over it
All this [G]bitchin' and moanin' And pitchin' a fit
