Eagles es una banda de rock estadounidense que se dio a conocer en origen en Los Ángeles, California a principios de los años 70.
Inicialmente su música era un híbrido entre música country e instrumentación bluegrass injertadas en armonías del Surf rock|surfer rock californiano, y produciendo baladas sensibles y música ligera de aroma country y pop-rock con letras que hablaban de coches, relaciones y vidas sin rumbo. Los inventores de este género fueron cantautores dotados, entre ellos Gram Parsons, Jackson Browne, J.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Get Over It The Eagles, Hell Freezes Over (prepared by Andy Citron, [email protected])
Intro (guitar) D(all), D, D, D, D (pause)
D 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 G Victim of this, victim of that A Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat
D Get over it F Get over it G All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit D Get over it, get over it
D, F, GD pause
D 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 G You don't want to work; you want to live like a king A But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing
D Get over it F Get over it G If you don't want to play, then you might as well split D Get over it, get over it
D, F, G, D.. D, F, G, D .. D,D
CD (drums) It's like going to a confession every time I hear you speak C You're makin' the most of your losin' streak AA Some call it sick, but I call it weak
D 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 F Bitch about the present and blame it on the past. G I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ass .. yeh, yeh, yeh
D Get over it F Get over it G All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit D Get over it, get over it
D Get over it F Get over it G Its gotta stop sometimes, so why don't you quit D Get over it, get over it (pause) (come back guitar first, all 1/2 later)
D, F, GD.. D, F, G, D (pause, guitar) ...(all play A, G, F, D) ...