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Black Is The Colour

Celtic Woman

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Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon she stands

I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
And how I wish the day would come
When she and I can be as one

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon she stands
I love the ground whereon she stands

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like a rose so fair
She has the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon she stands
I love the ground whereon she stands
I love the ground whereon she stands

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