Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground, whereon she stands

I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
And how I wish the day would come
When she and I can be as one

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
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She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
I love the ground, whereon she stands
I love the ground, whereon she stands

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like rose so fair
She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground, whereon she stands
I love the ground, whereon she stands
I love the ground, whereon she stands

Songwriter(s): Caroline Corr, Cara Dillon, Sharon Corr, Katherine Jenkins, James Corr, Simon Franglen, Sam Lakeman, Andrea Jane Corr, Luka Bloom, Paul John Weller
Copyright: Emi Music Publishing Ltd., Songs Of Polygram Int. Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing (Uk) Limited, Luka Bloom Music, Rough Trade Musi
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