Cm            Bb
In the tiny piece of coloured glass 

             Cm
my love was born 

                         Bb
and reds and golds and yellow 

                         Cm
were the colours in the dawn. 

                               Bb
Night brought on its pur-ple cloak 

                 Gm
of velvet to the sky 

          Cm
and the girls go willing

  Bb                 Cm 
spinning, on Jersey Thursday