"Black As Crow" lyrics - RHIANNON GIDDENS

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 aching heart
It's what I suffer for your sake, you're the one I love so dear
And I wish that I was going with you or you were staying 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 dying 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

[Outro:]
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 aching heart