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Black Is The Colour Lyricsby Christy Moore Buy album CD: Other Songs A - V Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile and 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 it soon would come When she and I could be as one. I go the Clyde and I mourn and weep For satisfied I never can be I write her a letter, just a few short lines And suffer death a thousand times. Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon she stands.
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