Black as Crow (with Francesco Turrisi)

As time draws near, my dearest dear, when you and I must part
How little you know of the grief and woe in my poor achin' heart
It's what I suffer for your sake, you're the one I love so dear
And I wish that I was goin' with you or you were stayin' here

I wish my breast were made of glass wherein you might behold
For there your name lies wrote, my dear, in letters made of gold
In letters made of gold, my love, believe me when I say
You are the one I love the best until my dyin' day

The crow that is so black, my love, will surely turn to white
If ever I prove false to thee, bright day may turn to night
Bright day may turn to night, my love, the elements will mourn
If ever I prove false to thee, the seas may rage and burn

As time draws near, my dearest dear, when you and I must part
How little you know of the grief and woe in my poor achin' heart



Credits
Writer(s): Public Domain, Rhiannon Giddens Laffan, Francesco Turrisi
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