Paroles de Black is the color

Joan Baez

pochette album Black is the color
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Date de parution : 01/01/2006

Durée : 0:02:29

Style : Rock



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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.

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