Home Black Is The Colour © World Tree Music 2005 to 2010. All rights reserved. No part of this website may be reproduced without permission. Home   Albums   Affiliates   Concert Dates   Bookings Newsletter   About Us   Gallery   Video   Contact   Causes   Friends   MySpace Traditional lyrics adapted with new arrangements by World Tree Music ©  Black is the colour of my true love's hair His face is darkened by the sun With the deepest eyes and a sensual mouth I love the ground where on he stands I love my love, and well he knows I love the ground where on he goes If you no more on earth I see I can’t serve you as you serve me The seasons fly on an endless wheel, The time is passed that we have seen But still I long for the time to come When you and I shall be as one I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep But satisfied I never shall be I’ll write him a letter (that) I’ll never send And suffer death ten thousand times So fare you well my own true love The time has passed and I wish you well But still I long for the time to come When you and I will be as one Black is the colour of my true love's hair His face is darkened by the sun With the deepest eyes and a sensual mouth I love the ground where on he stands