Black is the Color Lyrics

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands
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I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
I wish that day would soon come
When she and I could be as one

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

I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never can sleep
I write her a letter–just a few short lines
And I suffer death a thousand times

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like red roses fair
She's got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like red roses fair
She's got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair