Joan Baez — Black Is the Color

[intro] Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair [verse] His lips are something wond'rous fair The purest eyes and the bravest hands I love the grass whereon he stands I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes And if my love no more I see My life would quickly fade away [outro] Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair