erica jennings - black is the colour lyrics
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black is the colour of my true love’s hair
his lips are like some roses fair
he has the sweetest smile and 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 pray the day it soon would come
when he and i can be as one
i go to the clyde and i mourn and weep
satisfied i never will be
i write him a letter just a few short lines
and suffer death a thousand times
black is the colour of my true love’s hair
his lips are like some roses fair
he has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
and i love the ground whereon he stands
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