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Black is the color of my true love's hair |
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Her lips are like some roses fair |
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She's the sweetest face and the gentlest hands |
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And I love the ground wheron she stands |
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I love my love and well she knows |
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I love the ground whereon she goes |
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But some times I wish the day will come |
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That she and I will be as one |
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Black is the color of my true love's hair |
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Her lips are like some roses fair |
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She's the sweetest face and the gentlest hands |
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And I love the ground wheron she stands |
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I walk to the Clyde for to mourn and weep |
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But satisfied I never can sleep |
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I'll write her a letter just a few short lines |
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And suffer death ten thousand times |
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Cos Black is the color of my true love's hair |
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Her lips are like some roses fair |
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She's the sweetest face and the gentlest hands |
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I love the ground wheron she stands |
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I love the ground wheron she stands |
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I love the ground wheron she stands |
