Black Satin Dancer Jethro Tull
[Bb]Come, let me [F]play with you, [C]black satin d[G]anc[F]er[G].
[Bb]In all your g[F]iving, [C]given is the [G]answ[F]er[G].
[Bb]Tearing [F]life from limb [C]and looking swe[G]ete[F]r [G]
[Bb]than the [F]brightest fl[C]ower in my g[G]ard[F]en.[G]
[Bb]Begging your pa[F]rdon --- sheddi[C]ng right unr[G]eason[F]. [G]
[Bb]Over sens[F]ation fly th[C]e fleeting season[G]s. [F] [G]
[Am]Thin wind wh[G]ispering on b[Am]roken ma[Bb]ndo[Eb]lin.
[Bb]Bending the [F]minutes --- the ho[C]urs ever turni[G]ng[F]
on that [Dm]old g[C]old story of mer[F]cy.
[C]Desperate b[F]reathing. T[Bb]ongue n[Eb]ipple-te[C]asing.
Your f[Gm]ast river flo[Dm]wing --- your nor[Bb]thern [F]fire f[C]ed.
Come, b[Dm]lack satin d[Gm]ancer, come s[C]oftly to be[Am]d. [Am/G] [Am/F#] [F]
Words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME