Eagles - Get Over İtadd

B
I turn on the tube and what do I see

A whole lotta people cryin   Don t blame me 

They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else

Spend all their time feelin  sorry for themselves
E
Victim of this  victim of that
F#
Your momma s too thin; your daddy s too fat

B
Get over it
    D
Get over it
         E
All this whinin  and cryin  and pitchin  a fit
B
Get over it  get over it

B   D   E   D pause

B
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
E
You don t want to work;  you want to live like a king
F#
But the big  bad world doesn t owe you a thing

B
Get over it
    D
Get over it
       E
If you don t want to play  then you might as well split
B
Get over it  get over it

B   D   E  B..   B   D   E     B ..  B B

A                                                         B  (drums)
It s like going to a confession every time I hear you speak
A
You re makin  the most of your losin  streak
F#                                       F#
Some call it sick  but I call it weak

                   (get over it  page 2 )
B
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
D
Bitch about the present and blame it on the past.
E
I d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass  .. yeh  yeh  yeh

B
Get over it
    D
Get over it
         E
All this bitchin  and moanin  and pitchin  a fit
B
Get over it  get over it

B
Get over it
    D
Get over it
    E
Its gotta stop sometimes  so why don t you quit
B
Get over it  get over it  (pause)  (come back guitar first  all 1/2 later)

B   D   E  B..  B   D   E   B (pause  guitar) ...(all play F#  E  D  B) ...

Drum roll  .... get over it (stop)