Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
The sweetest smile the gentelest hands
I love the ground where on she stands

I live my love and well she knows
I love the ground where on she goes
I hope the day will one day come
When she and i will be as one

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
The sweetest smile the gentelest hands

I love the ground where on she stands

I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
For satisfied i never can be
I write her letters, jsut a few short lines
and suffer death a thousand times

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
The sweetest smile the gentelest hands
I love the ground where on she stands

I love the ground where on she stands

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Songwriter(s): Damien George Rice, . Traditional
Record Label(s): 2001 Higher Octave Music, Inc All rights reserved Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws Manufactured by Higher Octave Music,
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