Black Is The Colour
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Black's the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rose so fair
She has the sweetest face and all 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
Sometimes I wish the day will come
That she and I will be as one
Her's the black's the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rose so fair
She has the sweetest face and all the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands
I walked the glen more than a week
For unsatisfied I never could sleep
I writะต her a letter just to fuse her glะตn
And thought of her ten thousand times
Her's the black's the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rose so fair
She has the sweetest face and all the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands
And I love the ground whereon she stands
And I love the ground whereon she stands