Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her face so soft and wonderous fair.
The purest eyes and the gentlest hands
I love the ground where on she stands
I love the ground where on she stands
Black is the color of my true love`s hair
I love my lover, and well she knows
I love the ground on where she goes
still I hope that the time will come
When she and I will be as one
When she and I will be as one
Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her face so soft and wonderous fair
The purest eyes and the gentlest hands
I love the ground where on she stands
I love the ground where on she stands
Black is the color of my true love`s hair
