Black is the colour of my true love\'s hair. Her lips are like a rose so fair. She\'s 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 wish the day would come when she and I can be as one. Black is the colour of my true love\'s hair. Her lips are like a rose so fair. She\'s 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. I \'ll write her a letter, just a few short lines And suffer death ten thousand times. Black is the colour of my true love\'s hair. Her lips are like a rose so fair. She\'s got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. I love the ground whereon she stands. x3
[00:02.46]Black is the colour--Cara Dillon [00:18.01] [00:21.01]Black is the colour of my true love\'s hair. [00:27.64]Her lips are like a rose so fair. [00:34.24]She\'s got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. [00:41.71]I love the ground whereon she stands. [00:49.27]I love my love and well she knows. [00:55.97]I love the ground whereon she goes. [01:03.60]And how I wish the day would come [01:10.63]when she and I can be as one. [01:18.10]Black is the colour of my true love\'s hair. [01:24.64]Her lips are like a rose so fair. [01:31.42]She\'s got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. [01:39.03]I love the ground whereon she stands. [02:39.91]I go to the Clyde and mourn and weep [02:46.35]satisfied I never will sleep. [02:53.53]I \'ll write her a letter, just a few short lines [03:00.78]And suffer death ten thousand times. [03:08.30]Black is the colour of my true love\'s hair. [03:14.80]Her lips are like a rose so fair. [03:21.88]She\'s got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. [03:29.87]I love the ground whereon she stands. x3
