Black Is The Color Of My True Love`s Hair |
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Black Is The Color Of My True Love`s Hair Lyrics |
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Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile 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 I wish the day soon would come When she and I will be as one And black is the color of my true love`s hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon she stands I go to the Clyde and mourn and weep But satisfied I never shall be I`ll write her a letter with a few short lines and suffer death a thousand times And black is the color of my true love`s hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon she stands I love the ground whereon she stands I love the ground whereon she stands |
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