TO "T" from BARBARA











BLACK IS THE COLOR OF MY TRUE LOVE'S HAIR (Traditional) Sung by Joan Baez

Black, black, black Is the color of my true love's hair. His lips are something wondrous fair. And the brightest eyes and the bravest hands. I love the grass whereon he stands. He with the wondrous hair.

Black, black, black Is the color of my true love's hair. His face is something truly rare. Oh I do love my love and so well he knows. I love the ground whereon he goes. He 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. He with the wondrous hair. Black, black, black Is the color of my true love's hair.