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John Jacob Niles
John Jacob Niles
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John Jacob Niles
John Jacob Niles
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Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are something rosy fair
The prettiest face and the daintiest hands
I love the grass whereon 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 mourne, to weep
But satisfied I ne'er can sleep
I'll write her a note in a few little lines
And suffer death ten thousand times
Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are sometimes rosy fair
The prettiest face and the daintiest hands
I love the grass whereon she stands
Written by: John Jacob Niles

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