Stuart Churchill, Traditional, Susquehanna Chorale & Linda L. Tedford
black is the colour of my true love s hair arr s churchill
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Black, Black, Black is the color of my true love's hair.
Her lips are something wond'rous fair;
The purest eyes and the daintiest hands.
I love the grass on where she stands.
I love my love and well she knows.
I love the grass on where she goes,
If she on earth no more I'd see,
My life would quickly fade away.
Black is the color of my true love's hair.
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