Joan Baez - Black Is The Color Lyrics
Black, black, blackis the color of my true love's hairHer lips are like a rose so fairAnd the prettiest face and the neatest hands.I love the grass whereon she standsShe with the wondrous hair.Black, black, blackis the color of my true love's hairHer face is something truly rare.Oh I do love my love and so well she knowsI love the ground whereon she goes.She with the wondrous hair.Black, black, blackis the color of my true love's hairAlone, my life would be so bare.I would sigh, I would weep,I would never fall asleepMy love is 'way beyond compareShe with the wondrous hair.Black, black, blackis the color of my true love's hair.