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 (xguitar.com)