Текст песни Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile 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
I wish the day soon would come
When he and I will be as one

And black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
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And I love the ground whereon he stands

I go to the Clyde and mourn and weep
But satisfied I never shall be
I'll write him a letter with a few short lines
and suffer death a thousand times

For black is the color of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
he has the sweetest smile the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love the ground whereon he stands