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"Black is the color of my true love's hair".

Now off I go to Google to find out what/who that's from.

It's hard to believe that Donovan in 1965 had never heard the song by Nina Simone from 1959. Homage, or rip-off?
 
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It's hard to believe that Donovan in 1965 had never heard the song by Nina Simone from 1959. Homage, or rip-off?

Not as hard to believe I had a dozen options of what to post related/associated to that prior post, & yet someone saw fit to change mine from:

Orange Is The New Black?

"Black is the color of my true love's hair".

Now off I go to Google to find out what/who that's from.

On we go....

Folk you, whoever did that.
 
Not as hard to believe I had a dozen options of what to post related/associated to that prior post, & yet someone saw fit to change mine from:



"Black is the color of my true love's hair".

Now off I go to Google to find out what/who that's from.

On we go....

Folk you, whoever did that.

Sorry about that - my error, mistaking this for the misquote thread. Changed it back.
 
Like Lake Baikal, that's deep!
:)

Justice Shallow from Shakespeare's Henry Fourth Part II:

SHALLOW

By the mass, I was called any thing; and I would
have done any thing indeed too, and roundly too.
There was I, and little John Doit of Staffordshire,
and black George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone, and
Will Squele, a Cotswold man; you had not four such
swinge-bucklers in all the inns o' court again: and
I may say to you, we knew where the bona-robas were
and had the best of them all at commandment. Then
was Jack Falstaff, now Sir John, a boy, and page to
Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk.
 
Justice Shallow from Shakespeare's Henry Fourth Part II:

SHALLOW

By the mass, I was called any thing; and I would
have done any thing indeed too, and roundly too.
There was I, and little John Doit of Staffordshire,
and black George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone, and
Will Squele, a Cotswold man; you had not four such
swinge-bucklers in all the inns o' court again: and
I may say to you, we knew where the bona-robas were
and had the best of them all at commandment. Then
was Jack Falstaff, now Sir John, a boy, and page to
Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk.

I'm Henry the eighth, I am
Henry the eighth, I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She's been married seven times before

And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (No Sam)
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry
Henry the eighth I am:)
 
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