Black is the colour of my true love’s hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He’s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
I’m sure the day it soon will come
When he and I will be as one
I go to The Clyde and I mourn and weep
But satisfied I never can be
I write him a letter just a few short lines
And suffer death ten thousand times
Black is the colour of my true love’s hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He’s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands
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