I'm black but comely
As a night shot with stars
I'm black but comely
As a night shot with stars
And I'm not a tree of sticks
No, I'm not a tree of sticks
But a forest of hemlocks and beeches
Of waters dark as wine from boundless reaches
Black but comely
As a night shot with stars
I tried to find you
And I missed you by a mile
The soldiers found me
And they took me for a whore
If I can't have you
I can love you just the same
I'm black but comely
As the smoke of home
I'm black but comely
As the smoke of home
And I'm not a tree of sticks
No. I'm not a tree of sticks
But a forest of hemlocks and beeches
Of waters dark as wine from boundless reaches
Black but comely
As a night shot with stars
As a night shot with stars

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