Eagles - Get Over İtadd

C
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
F
Victim of this  victim of that
G
Your momma s too thin; your daddy s too fat

C
Get over it
    D#
Get over it
         F
All this whinin  and cryin  and pitchin  a fit
C
Get over it  get over it

C   D#   F   D pause

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

C
Get over it
    D#
Get over it
       F
If you don t want to play  then you might as well split
C
Get over it  get over it

C   D#   F  C..   C   D#   F     C ..  C C

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

                   (get over it  page 2 )
C
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.
F
I d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass  .. yeh  yeh  yeh

C
Get over it
    D#
Get over it
         F
All this bitchin  and moanin  and pitchin  a fit
C
Get over it  get over it

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

C   D#   F  C..  C   D#   F   C (pause  guitar) ...(all play G  F  D#  C) ...

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