Black is the Colour

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Natacha Atlas - Pop

Black is the Colour

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[Chorus] Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are something rosy fair The prettiest face and the daintiest hands I love the grass whereon she stands [Verse 1] I love my love and, well, she knows I love the grass whereon she goes If she on earth no more I see My life will quickly leave me [Verse 2] I go to Troublesome to mourne, to weep But satisfied I ne'er can sleep I'll write her a notе in a few little lines And suffеr death ten thousand times [Chorus] Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are sometimes rosy fair The prettiest face and the daintiest hands I love the grass whereon she stands

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  • John Jacob Niles