capo 3
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D
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D E
Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer.
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D A
E D E
In all your giving, given is the answer.
G D
A
E D E
Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter
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A
E D E
than the brightest flower in my garden.
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D A
E D E
Begging your pardon --- shedding right unreason.
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A
E D E
Over sensation fly the fleeting seasons.
F#m E
F#m G C
Thin wind whispering on broken mandolin.
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A E
D
Bending the minutes --- the hours ever turning
Bm A
D
on that old gold story of mercy.
A D
G C
A
Desperate breathing. Tongue nipple-teasing.
Em
Bm
G D A
Your fast river flowing --- your northern fire fed.
Bm
Em A
F#m F#m/E F#m/D# F#m/D
Come, black satin dancer, come softly to bed.
Words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
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