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Black Is the Color lyrics
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.
Part of these releases
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- Track 4 on Songbird Disc 2
- 3 Sail Away Ladies
- 5 Lowlands
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- Track 4 on Folksingers 'Round Harvard Square
- 3 Sail Away Ladies
- 5 Lowlands
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