About The Song
George Jones, often referred to as the “Possum,” was a titan in the world of country music. His distinctive voice, filled with both pain and resilience, made him a beloved figure among fans. One of his most haunting ballads, “I’ll Be Over You,” is a testament to Jones’s ability to convey deep emotions with a simple, yet powerful message.
“I’ll Be Over You” is a poignant farewell, a mournful acceptance of a love that has faded. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a man coming to terms with loss, of finding peace in the aftermath of heartbreak. The repeated refrain, “I’ll be over you,” serves as a bittersweet declaration of both acceptance and longing.
The melody of “I’ll Be Over You” is both haunting and beautiful. The gentle strumming of the guitar and the subtle harmonies create a melancholy atmosphere that perfectly complements the lyrics. Jones’s vocals, as always, are the heart of the song. His voice, filled with a lifetime of experiences, conveys a sense of weary resignation that is both heartbreaking and deeply human.
“I’ll Be Over You” is more than just a sad love song. It’s a reflection on the human condition, exploring themes of mortality and the enduring power of memory. The song’s universal appeal has made it a timeless classic, resonating with listeners who have experienced the pain of loss.
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When you left I thought that I would soon be over youBut I’ll be over you when the grass grows over meEven told myself that I would find somebody new Time and tears have come and gone but not your memoryYes I’ll be over you when you’re standing over meCause I’ll be over you when the grass grows over meAnd as you look down at the cold cold ground I’m sleeping in Don’t expect to hear me say that I still love you thenEven when my eyes are closed they keep on seeing youBut I’ll be over you when the grass grows over meEvery minute of the night I’m hurting through and through And as long as I’m alive I know I can’t be freeYes I’ll be over you when you’re standing over meCause I’ll be over you when the grass grows over meAnd as you look down at the cold cold ground I’m sleeping in Don’t expect to hear me say that I still love you then