
Black Is the Color of My True Love’s Hair Joan Baez
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Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like a rose so fair
And the prettiest face and the neatest hands
I love the grass whereon she stands
She with the wondrous hair
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love's hair
Her face is something truly rare
Oh I do love my love and so well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
She with the wondrous hair
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love's hair
Alone, my life would be so bare
I would sigh, I would weep
I would never fall asleep
My love is 'way beyond compare
She with the wondrous hair
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love's hair
Is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like a rose so fair
And the prettiest face and the neatest hands
I love the grass whereon she stands
She with the wondrous hair
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love's hair
Her face is something truly rare
Oh I do love my love and so well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
She with the wondrous hair
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love's hair
Alone, my life would be so bare
I would sigh, I would weep
I would never fall asleep
My love is 'way beyond compare
She with the wondrous hair
Black, black, black
Is the color of my true love's hair
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