Black Is the Color (Live) - Joan Baez
Black black black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are something wondrous 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
Black black black is the color of my true love's hair