Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black Is the Color , by - Espers. Song from the album The Weed Tree, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 12.03.2020
Record label: Drag City
Song language: English
Black Is the Color |
| Black is the color of my true love’s hair |
| His face is like some wondrous fair |
| With the prettiest face and the neatest hands |
| I love the ground whereon he stands |
| I love my love |
| And whell he knows |
| I love the ground whereon he goes |
| If you know ??? |
| I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep |
| But satisfied I never can sleep |
| I’ll write him a letter, just a few short lines |
| I’ll suffer death one thousand times |
| Black is the color of my true love’s hair |
| His face is like some wondrous fair |
| With the prettiest face and the neatest hands |
| I love the ground whereon he stands |