Johnny Mercer

C/e
That old black magic has weaved its spell
                              Dm/f
That old black magic that you weave  so well
                          
Those icy fingers  up and down  my spine
                                 C
Same  old  witchcraft  when your eyes meet mine

Same old tingle that I feel inside
                       F
And then that elevator starts its ride

    F6                 Fm6                 
And down and down   I  go
C/e           D9
Round    and  round I go
Dm7        Fm6             C

Em7-5 . A7 . Dm
Bm7-5  Esus4 E  Am7
Fmaj7   F/c   Bo
Amadd9 E   A7
Bbmaj7   A7   Gm   Dm7
            

            Gm
The falling leaves
C7              Fmaj7
   drift by the window
Bbmaj7        Em7-5
   The autumn leaves
A7            Dm
   of red and gold

           Gm
I see your lips
C7            Fmaj7
   the summer kisses
Bbmaj7            Em7-5
   the sun-burned hands
A7           Dm
   I used to hold

          A7
Since you went away
              Dm
the days grow long
              C7
and soon I'll hear
           Fmaj7

“Everybody here knows about Stevie, so …
This is for Stevie, wherever you are, Stevie”