islanders – black is the colour lyrics
black is the color of my true love`s hair
her lips are like some roses fair
she`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
i love the ground whereon she stands
i love my love and well she knows
i love the ground whereon she goes.
but some times i whish the day will come
that she and i will be as one
black is the color of my true love`s hair
her lips are like some roses fair
she`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
i love the ground whereon she stands
i walk to the clyde for to mourn and weep
but satisfied i never can sleep
i’ll write her a letter, just a few short lines
and suffer death ten thousand times
black is the color of my true love`s hair
her lips are like some roses fair
she`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
i love the ground whereon she stands
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