Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair [Live (1964/New York)]-Nina Simone

[00:55.52]Black is the colour of my true love's hair [01:03.06]Her lips are like some roses fair [01:10.24]She has the sweetest smile [01:14.78]and the gentlest hands [01:19.95]And i love the ground where on she stands [01:33.45]I go to the Clyde where i mourn and weep [01:41.60]For satisfied i never can be [01:49.05]I write her a letter, just a few short lines [01:56.27]and suffer death a thousand times [02:03.42] [02:13.23]Black is the colour of my true love's hair [02:18.44]Her lips are like some roses fair [02:26.06]She has the sweetest smile [02:30.24]and the gentlest hands [02:33.39]And i love the ground where on she stands [02:40.61] [02:50.85]I love my love and well she knows [02:56.12]I love the ground where on she goes [03:03.39]I wish the day it soon would come [03:10.89]when she and i could be as one