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Black Is The Colour Lyrics

Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
How I wish that day would soon come
When he and I can be as one

I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him letters just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times

Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love the ground whereon he stands
I love I love I love the ground whereon he stands

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