Black Is The Colour Lyrics by Gaelic Storm
Chorus:
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
The sweetest smile the gentelest hands
I love the ground where on she stands
I live 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
I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
For satisfied i never can be
I write her letters, jsut a few short lines
and suffer death a thousand times
Chorus
I love the ground where on she stands
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