C
  I used to think the world was flat
Am
  Rarely threw my hat into the crowd
 F                                G
I felt I had used up my quota of yearning
C
  Used to look in on the children at night
Am
  In the glow of their Donald Duck light
 F                                                     G
And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning

    Am        G              C
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
  Am     G             C
          The tide is turning

C
Satellite buzzing through the endless night
Am
Exclusive to moonshots and world title fights
F                                    G
Jesus Christ imagine what it must be earning
C
Who is the strongest, who is the best
Am
Who holds the aces, the East or the West
F                                  G
This is the crap our children are learning
Am            G              C
But oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Am    G             C
       The tide is turning
Am         G             C
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning

C
Now the satellite's confused
'Cos on Saturday night
Am
The airwaves were full of compassion and light
F
And his silicon heart warmed
                                   G
To the sight of a billion candles burning
Am         G             C
Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning
Am         G             C
Oo, oo, oo, the tide is turning

[spoken:]The tide is turning Billy

C
I'm not saying that the battle is won
Am
But on Saturday night all those kids in the sun
F                                                G
Wrested technology's sword from the hand of the War Lords
Am         G             C
Oh, oh, oh, the tide is turning
Am    G              C
        The tide is turning Sylvester