Pink Floyd - Tide is turning

^D# I use to think the world was flat ^Cm Rarely through my hat in the crowd ^G# Felt I used up my quota of ^A#yearning ^D# Used to look at all the children at night ^Cm In the glow of their donald duck light ^G# And frighten myself the thought of my little ones ^A#burning

But ^Cmoh oh oh^A#, the tide is ^D#turning ^{Cm A#} the tide is ^D#turning