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Black is the Colour
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
(drums, piano stop)
I love the ground where on he stands
Traditional lyrics adapted and © new arrangement by World Tree Music
