Louis Armstrong - That Old Black Magic

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A - f^D9lame with such a burning de^Dm6sire A, -, flame, with, such, a, burning, desire That only your^Bm7/5- kiss can ^Fdimiput out the fi^E7re.

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And ^D9ev'ry time ^D6 your lips meet ^Dm6mine, Darling, ^D9down^Bm7/5- and do^E7wn I ^Bm7/5- go; rou^A9nd a^Fdimind ro ^F#mund I ^F#m7/Ego

^DIn a spin,^D6 loving the s^Dm6pin I'm in^Bm7/5- Under that ^D9old ^Bm7/5-black m^Dm6agic ca^E7lled lo^Ave.