Black Is The Colour

Katherine Jenkins

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
His lips are like a rose so fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And i love the ground where on he stands

I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground where on he goes
And how i wish the day would come
When he and i can be as one

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
His lips are like a rose so fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground where on he stands

I go to the clyde and mourn and weep
Satisfied i never will sleep
I'll write his a letter, just a few short lines
And suffer death ten thousand times

Black is the colour of my true love's hair


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