The Corrs - Black Is The Colour

Black is the colour
of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile
and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon
he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
How I wish that day
will soon come
when he and I can be as one

I go to the Clyde and mourn
and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him a letter
just a few short words
And I suffer death ten
thousand times
Black is the colour
of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile
and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon
he stands
I love the ground whereon
he stands
I love I love
I love the ground whereon he stands

Black is the colour
of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile
and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon
he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
How I wish that day
will soon come
when he and I can be as one

I go to the Clyde and mourn
and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him a letter
just a few short words
And I suffer death ten
thousand times
Black is the colour
of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile
and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon
he stands
I love the ground whereon
he stands
I love I love
I love the ground whereon he stands

The Corrs - Black Is the Colour

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The Corrs - Black is the Color

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The Corrs - Black Is The Colour

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Black is the colour The Corrs

Black is the colour of my true loves hair His lips are like some roses fair He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon he ...

The Corrs

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