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The James T. Callow Folklore Archive
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Black Is the Color
Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are something wond'rous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands
Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
Love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
And if my love no more I see
My life quickly fade away
Black, black, black is the color etc.
Submitter comment:
This version of Jean Ritchie and Jacob Niles is from southern Appalachia.
Data entry tech comment:
Joan Baez's version of a folksong from southern Appalachia.
Where learned: Joan Baez tape ; southern Appalachia
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Ballad Epic |