Gaelic Storm: "Black Is The Colour"
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Chorus: Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair The sweetest smile the gentelest hands I love the ground where on she stands I live my love and well she knows I love the ground where on she goes I hope the day will one day come When she and i will be as one Chorus I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep For satisfied i never can be I write her letters, jsut a few short lines and suffer death a thousand times Chorus I love the ground where on she stands |