Yellow is the color of my true love's hair In the morning, when we riseThat's the time, that's the time I love the bestBlue is the color of the sky In the morning, when we riseIn the morning, when we rise That's the time, that's the timeI love the bestGreen is the color of the sparkling corn In the morning, when we riseIn the morning, when we rise That's the time, that's the timeI love the bestMellow is the feeling that I get when I see herWhen I see herThat's the time, that's the time I love the bestFreedom is a word I rarely use Without thinking, without thinkingOf the time, of the time when I've been lowYellow is the color of my true love's hair In the morning, when we riseIn the morning, when we rise That's the time, that's the timeI love the best