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Black is the colour of my true loves hair |
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His lips are like some roses fair |
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He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands |
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And I love the ground whereon he stands |
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I love my love and well he knows |
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I love the ground whereon he goes |
| [01:07.11] |
I wish that day would soon come |
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When he and I can be as one |
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I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep |
| [01:59.64] |
For satisfied I never sleep |
| [02:07.36] |
I write him letters just a few short lines |
| [02:14.27] |
And I suffer death ten thousand times |
| [02:22.51] |
Black is the colour of my true loves hair |
| [02:29.50] |
His lips are like some roses fair |
| [02:37.16] |
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands |
| [02:44.18] |
And I love the ground where on he stands |
| [02:51.12] |
I love the ground where on he stands |
| [02:58.38] |
I love I love I love the ground where on he stands |
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