John Jacob Niles
black is the color of my true love s hair
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Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair,
Her lips are something rosy fair,
The pertest (purest) face and the daintiest hands
I love the grass wheron she stands.
I love my love and well she knows,
I love the grass whereon she goes;
If she on earth no more I see,
My life will quickly leave me.
I go to Troublesome to mourn, to weep,
But satisfied I ne're can sleep;
I'll write her a note in a few little lines,
I'll suffer death ten thousand times.
Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair,
Her lips are something rosy fair,
The purtest (purest) face and the daintiest hands,
I love the grass whereon she stands.
- Album:
- I Wonder as I Wander: Carols & Love Songs
- John Jacob Niles Sings Folk Songs
- The Best of (Remastered)
- The Influences Behind Bob Dylan
- More Great Hits for Your Party, Vol. 2
- Party Crackers, Vol. 2
- Songs That Inspired Peace & Protest, Vol. 2
- Tradition Years: I Wonder As I Wander
- I Wonder As I Wander (Remastered)
- The Best of (Digitally Remastered) (Re-mastered)
- Essential Folk Masters
- The Boone-Tolliver Recordings
- American Folk Songs
- The Best Of (Digitally Remastered)
- I Wonder As I Wander
- My Precarious Life In the Public Domain
- The Ballads of John Jacob Niles
- The Ballads (Remastered)
- American Folk Heros (6 Original Albums)
- The Cuckoo - The Story of John Jacob Niles, Vol. 1...