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Get Over It (From Hell Freezes Over)

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Get Over It (From Hell Freezes Over)

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标题:Get Over It

制谱人:Tabbed by blackiel & arnold - 22-Jan-2005

附注:

blackiel7591@btinternet.com, Kent, England
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Live version from the 1994 "Hell Freezes Over" tour.

Thanks to arnold for the bass track.

I chose Open D for the Walsh track because on the 
live DVD version he barres across the neck with his 
slide and often strums all 6 open strings, so since the 
song is in the key of D, I think Open D is appropriate.

和弦:D5 G5 A5 F F5 C5 D D6 G6 A6 F6 B G C A

音轨:

Vocal - Henley + Frey + Schmit - 合成主音2（锯齿波） Lead 2 (sawtooth)
Guitar 1 - Frey - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Guitar 2 - Felder - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Guitar 3 - Walsh (Open D) - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Bass - Schmit - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
Guitar FX - reverb and delay - 合成弦乐2 SynthStrings 2
Drumkit - 敲击乐器

注释:

"This song is called Get Over It" (Henley)G.P.slide out of downwardsDamp with fretting handD5, D6 repeated.....repeat.....repeat.....repeat.....bottleneckrit.ad lib

标记:IntroVerse 1ChorusFrey soloVerse 2ChorusWalsh slide soloBridgeVerse 3ChorusChorusFelder solo & Outro

歌曲: Get Over It

艺人:The Eagles

专辑:Hell Freezes Over

作词:Don Henley / Glenn Frey

作曲:Don Henley / Glenn Frey

编曲:Eagles / Elliot Scheiner / Rob Jacobs

歌词:

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 ar 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 



You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash 

But you might feel better if I gave you some cash 

The more I think about it, Old Billy was right 

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 



It's like going to 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 



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 

Complain about the present and blame it on the past 

I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ass 



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 

It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit 

Get over it, get over it