Lyrics Folk Songs - Black Is The Colour... (USA) - Luciano Berio
Black,
black,
black
is
the
colour
of
my
true
love's
hair
His
lips
are
something
rosy
fair
The
sweetest
smile
and
the
kindest
hands
I
love
the
grass
whereon
he
stands
I
love
my
love
and
well
he
knows
I
love
the
grass
whereon
he
goes
If
ever
more
on
earth
we'll
be
To
be
sure
he'd
be
the
end
of
me
Black,
black,
black
is
the
colour
of
my
true
love's
hair
His
lips
are
something
rosy
fair
The
sweetest
smile
and
the
kindest
hands
I
love
the
grass
whereon
he
stands
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