Black Is the Color

[00:39.50] Black is the color of my true love's hair
[00:49.83] His face is like some wondrous fair
[01:00.10] With the prettiest face and the neatest hands
[01:10.82] I love the ground whereon he stands
[01:42.03] I love my love
[01:47.14] And well he knows
[01:52.64] I love the ground whereon he goes
[02:03.41] If you know mark on earth I see
[02:14.06] I counciled you as you have me
[02:46.08] I go to the clyde for to mourn and weep
[02:56.76] But satisfied I never can sleep
[03:07.59] I write him a letter just a few short lines
[03:18.47] I suffer death one thousand times
[04:01.65] black is the color of my true love's hair
[04:12.18] His face is like some wondrous fair
[04:22.64] With the prettiest face and the neatest hands
[04:33.52] I love the ground whereon he stands
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