Black Is The Colour

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Traditional

Lyrics 

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
 Her lips are like some roses fair
 She has 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
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 Black is the colour of my true love's hair
 Her lips are like some roses fair
 She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
 I love the ground whereon she stands
 I love the ground whereon she stands
 Black is the colour of my true love's hair
 Her lips are like rose so fair
 She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
 And I love the ground whereon she stands
 I love the ground whereon she stands
 I love the ground whereon she stands

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Song Details

Duration
03:44
Key
11
Tempo
122 BPM

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