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Black is the colour of my true loves hair. Her lips are like a rose so fair. Shes got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. I love the ground whereon she stands. I love my love and well she knows. I love the ground whereon she goes. And how I whish the day would come when she and I can be as one. Black is the colour of my true loves hair. Her lips are like a rose so fair. Shes got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. I love the ground whereon she stands I go to the Clyde and mourn and weep satisfied I never will sleep. Ill write her a letter, just a few short lines And suffer death ten thousand times. Black is the colour of my true loves hair. Her lips are like a rose so fair. Shes got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. I love the ground whereon she stands