[ Featuring The Liberty Voices ]
Black
Black
Black is the color
Black
Black
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are something wondrous fair (wondrous fair)
The bluest eyes and the daintiest hands
I love the grass where on she stands
Black
Black
Black is the color of my true love's hair
I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes (on she goes)
If her place on earth, no more I see
My life, my life
Will quickly leave me
Black
Black
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are something wondrous fair (wondrous fair)
The bluest eyes and the daintiest hands
I love the grass where on she stands
Black
Black
Black is the color of my true love's hair
