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