That Old Black Magic Ella Fitzgerald akordy

^DmThat old bl^Gack magic that you weave so well

^DmThose icy fingers up and down my spine

^GThe same old witchcraft when your ^Ceyes meet min^G7e.

^DmAnd then that elevator starts its ride

^FmAnd down and down I go, ^Emround and ro^A4und I g^A7o

^FLike a leaf tha^Fmt's caught in the tid^Ce.

^BmI hear ^E7your name an^A6d I'm aflame,

^DmAflame with such a burning desir^Fme

^DmThat only your kiss can put^G7 out the fir^G7e.

^GmThe mate tha^C7t face had me create^Gmd for^C7

^FAnd every time your lips meet min^Be.

^DmDarling, dow^Fmn and down I go

^EmRound and roun^A4d I go^A7 in a^F spin,

^FmLoving the spin I'm in under^Dm that old bl^Gack magic called ^Clove.