Black Is the Color

by Joan Baez · Folk
Lyrics

Quick Answer — Black Is the Color Lyrics

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.
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Black Is the Color Full Lyrics

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.

Frequently Asked Questions

What genre is "Black Is the Color" by Joan Baez?

"Black Is the Color" by Joan Baez is a Folk song.

What are the opening lyrics of "Black Is the Color"?

The opening lyrics are: "Black, black, black"