Black is the color of my true love's hair His lips are like some roses fair He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, And I love the ground whereon he stands. I love my love, and well he knows. I love the ground whereon he goes. And I wish the day, it soon will come When he and I will be as one. For black is the color of my true love's hair His lips are like some roses fair He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, And I love the ground whereon he stands.
I go to the Clyde, to mourn and weep For satisfied, I never will be. I write him a letter, just a few short lines And suffer death, a thousand times! For black is the color of my true love's hair His lips are like some roses fair He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, And I love the ground whereon he stands! And I love the ground whereon he stands!
[00:36.07]Black is the color of my true love's hair [00:44.75]His lips are like some roses fair [00:53.54]He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, [01:02.40]And I love the ground whereon he stands. [01:11.21]I love my love, and well he knows. [01:19.97]I love the ground whereon he goes. [01:28.78]And I wish the day, it soon will come [01:37.90]When he and I will be as one. [01:46.77]For black is the color of my true love's hair [01:55.34]His lips are like some roses fair [02:04.34]He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, [02:13.10]And I love the ground whereon he stands. [02:27.64] [02:57.50]I go to the Clyde, to mourn and weep [03:05.98]For satisfied, I never will be. [03:14.79] I write him a letter, just a few short lines [03:23.75]And suffer death, a thousand times! [03:32.77]For black is the color of my true love's hair [03:41.38]His lips are like some roses fair [03:50.69]He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, [03:59.00]And I love the ground whereon he stands! [04:07.92]And I love the ground whereon he stands!
