Black is the Color of My True Love's Hair - Peter Hollens/Avi Kaplan

Black is the color of my true love's hair

Her face so soft and wondrous fair

The purest eyes

And the gentlest hands

And I love the ground where on she stands

I love the ground where on she stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair

Oh I love my lover

And where she knows

I love the ground on where she goes

And still I hope

That the time will come

Still I hope

That the time will come

When she and I will be as one

When she and I will be as one

So black is the color of my true love's hair

Black is the color of my true love's hair

Her face so soft and wondrous fair

The purest eyes

And the gentlest hands

I love the ground on where she stands

I love the ground on where she stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair