Black Is The Colour
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Black Is The Colour
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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 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
Black is the color
Black is the color
Black is the color
Black is the color
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Yoko Ueno performs "Black Is The Colour", and this lyric page sits inside the Yoko Ueno catalog on LyroVerse.
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