Songtexte Black Is The Colour - Live At DAS FEST - Rea Garvey
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rosy fair
She has the sweetest smile, the gentlest hands
I love the ground on where she stands
I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground on where she goes
I hope the day soon will come
Where my love and I can be as one
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rosy fair
She has the sweetest smile, the gentlest hands
I love the ground on where she stands
I go to the Clyde to mourn and weep
Where my love and I never will be
I write her a letter, a few short lines
And suffer death a thousand times
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rosy fair
She has the sweetest smile the gentlest hands
I love the ground on where she stands
I love the ground on where she stands
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