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THE BLACKEST CROW (I LOVE YOU WELL) Sung by: Fleecy Fox Recorded in Mountain Home, AR 6/15/63 Click here to listen to the original recording When you and I shall part. The grief and woe you soon must know Of my poor troubled heart. I wish that I could go with you Or you could tarry here, Your company, my dearest dear, So charming unto me. It makes me think when you’re away That every day is three, But every day is three to us, And every hour is ten. It makes me weep when I should sleep, And say I’ve lost a friend. The blackest crow, my dearest dear, Soon shall turn to white. If ever I prove false to you, Bright day shall turn to night. Bright day shall turn to . . . Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #760, “I Love You Well.” |
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All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas Back to the Song Index Back to the Wolf Collection Homepage ©Copyright 2002 Lyon College |