Gaelic Storm - Black Is The Colour lyrics

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Chorus:

Now black is the color of my true love's hair

Her lips are like some roses fair

The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands

I love the ground whereon she stands

I love my love and well she knows

I love the ground where on she goes

I hope the day will one day come

When she and I will be as one

Chorus:

Now black is the color of my true love's hair

Her lips are like some roses fair

The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands

Oh, I love the ground whereon she stands

I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep

For satisfied I never can be

I write her letters, just a few short lines

And suffer death a thousand times

Chorus:

Now black is the color of my true love's hair

Her lips are like some roses fair

The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands

I love the ground whereon she stands

I love the ground whereon she stands