Black is the color
of my true love's hair
His face so soft
and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
and the strongest hands
I love the ground on
where he stands
I love the ground on
where he stands
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Black is the color
of my true love's hair
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Oh I love my lover
and where he goes
yes, I love the ground on
where he goes
And still I hope
that the time will come
that the time will come
when he and I
will be as one
when he and I
will be as one
So black is the color
of my true love's hair