Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She`s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she standsI love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
But I wish the day soon will come
When she and I could be as oneBlack is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She`s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she standsI go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
But satisfied I never can sleep
I'll write her a letter, just a few short lines
And suffer death a thousand times
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