Chris de Burgh - Turning round flying

^CFlyin^Emg, i^F thought i'd never love and^G flying ^{C Em F}I thought i'd spend my whole^G life trying, ^{C Em F}For flying is that anc^Amient art ^Dm Keeping one for al^Gl the ground...^{C F G}

^CLying^Em, ^Fi thought i'd never keep fr^Gom lying, ^{C Em F}I thought i'd lose it all ^Gmy sighing, ^{C Em F}For lying is that an^Amcient art ^Dm Hiding words t^Ghat will never be found ^{C F G}

^CCryin^Emg, i^F thought i'd never stop tha^Gt crying, ^{C Em F}I thought i'd always dreame^Gd of dying ^{C Em F}For crying is that anc^Amient art ^Dm Weeping rivers into the ^Gground ^{C F G}

Oh d^Cying,^Em i^F thought i'd never^G see that dying, ^{C Em} G ^FI thought i'd spen^Gd my whole life crying, ^{C Em F}For dying is that an^Amcient art ^Dm proving th^Gat the world is round ^{C F G}

^CSighi^Emng, ^Fi thought i'd never keep fr^Gom sighing ^{C Em F}I thought i'd always leave ^Gthat crying, ^{C Em F}For sighing is that anci^Ament art ^Dm Bringin sadness all ^Garound ^{C F G}

And trying^C, ^Emi thou^Fght i'd spend my seasons ^G t^Crying, ^{Em F}I thought i couldn?t stop myself from lyin^Gg, ^{C Em F}For trying is that anc^Amient art ^Dm I?m growing back the world^G is round ^{C F G}

Oh fly^Cing, ^Emoh oh, ly^Fing, ^Goh ^Coh, ^Em crying^F, oh ^Goh, ^{C Em F G} Si^Cghing^Em, oh oh, tr^Fying^G, o^Ch oh^Em, and dyi^Fng, ^Goh oh, ^{C Em F}