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