Karan Casey
black is the colour
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Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is soft and wondrous fair
The purest eyes and the gentlest hands
I love the ground up where he stands
I love the ground up where he stands
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
I love my lover, and well he knows
I love the ground up where he goes
And still I hope that the time will come
When he and I will be as one
When he and I will be as one
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
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- A Christmas Celtic Sojourn (Live)
- Ships in the Forest
- The Rough Guide to Irish Folk
- Transatlantic Sessions 4, Volume Three
- Rough Guide To Irish Folk
- Distant Shore
- Songlines
- Emerald Aether: Shape Shifting
- The Winds Begin to Sing
- Lullaby: A Collection
- Seal Maiden: A Celtic Musical
- Holding Up Half the Sky: Voices of Celtic Women
- Tønder Festival 2007
- 20 Great Kid Songs
- 1997 Shanachie Irish/Celtic Sampler
- Tønder Festival 2003
- Thousands Are Sailing
- The Rough Guide to Celtic Women
- Chasing the Sun