Black is the colour

Black ist the colour of my true love's hair his face is like some roses fair he has the sweetest face and the neatest hands I love the ground whereon he stands I love my love and well he know I love...

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...

Chorus: Now, black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like, some roses fair The sweetest smile, and the gentlest hands I love the ground, where on she stands I love my love, and well she...