F#m D A F

A#m                                        F#
I can't get used to the cha-a-anging of the tide, oh no.
                   G#
In theory it makes perfect sense.
                    C#
That's no use to me now.
A#m
C'mon now, put a sweater on
          F#
And go outside for a walk.
                     G#
You know that you'll feel better,
                             C#
And you've got everything to gain.

A#m             F#                   
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
       C#
You're gonna have to learn to like
    G#
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
A#m              F#
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
           C#
But you're not gonna spend your life
G#                  A#m
Being sick over the side.

A#m
Would you look at yourself, staring,
                     F#
Hypnotized, into the deep, green sea.
                       G#
A breath of wind could blow you away,
                   C#
So hang on to your head.
  A#m
An inch of fog, you think you're going blind,
       F#
And an inch of snow, you're buried alive.
    D#m
All weak in the knees, and tense in the hand,
    G#
Tear your eyes away or it'll never get better.

A#m             F#
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
       C#
You're gonna have to learn to like
    G#
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
A#m              F#
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
           C#
But you're not gonna spend your life
A
Being sick over the side.

Dm              Bb
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
       F
You're gonna have to learn to like
    C
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
Dm               Bb
C'mon down, it's not meant to be easy
           F
But you're not gonna spend your life
C#
Being sick over the side.

F#m - D - A - F

A#m                                       F#
I can't get used to the cha-a-anging of the tide.
                  G#
On paper it looks good, you know.
                     C#
You can't argue with that.
A#m                                F#
In practice, well, that's another story.
                   
You think all this time is easy to get over?
        D#m
I'll do anything, I'll do anything.
        G#
You panic every time the boat starts moving.

A#m             F#
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
       C#
You're gonna have to learn to like
    G#
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
A#m              F#
C'mon down, it's not meant to be easy
           C#
But you're not gonna spend your life
A
Being sick over the side.

Dm              Bb
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
       F
You're gonna have to learn to like
    C
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
Dm               Bb
C'mon down, it's not meant to be easy
           F
But you're not gonna spend your life
C#
Being sick over the side.

F#m             D
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
       A
You're gonna have to learn to like
    E
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
F#m              D
C'mon down, it's not meant to be easy
           A
But you're not gonna spend your life
E
Being sick over the side.

F#m             D
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together, c'mon
A               E
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together, now.
F#m             D
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together, c'mon,
A               E                F#m
C'mon Sea Legs, c'mon Sea Legs.