Black is the Colour - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)
Black black black is the colour of my true love's hair
His lips are something wond'rous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the grass where on he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground where on he goes
And if my love no more i see
My life would quickly fade away
Black black black is the colour of my true love's hair
