Black Is The Color Lyrics

Artist: Joan Baez
Album: Folksingers 'Round Harvard Square

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.

Related:
Joan Baez Lyrics
Joan Baez Folksingers 'Round Harvard Square Lyrics

More Joan Baez Music Lyrics:
Joan Baez - A Satisfied Mind Lyrics
Joan Baez - Gabriel and Me Lyrics
Joan Baez - Henry Martin Lyrics
Joan Baez - Matty Groves Lyrics
Joan Baez - Milanese Waltz/ Marie Flore Lyrics
Joan Baez - No Man Is an Island Lyrics
Joan Baez - Once I Knew a Pretty Girl Lyrics
Joan Baez - Sweet Sir Galahad Lyrics