T:Black Is the Colour of My True Love's Hair
H:See also #23
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W:Black is the colour of my true love's hair,
W:Her lips are like some roses fair,
W:She's the sweetest smile, and the gentlest hands,
W:I love the ground, whereon she stands.
W:I love my love and well she knows,
W:I love the ground, whereon she goes,
W:I wish the day, it soon would come,
W:When she and I will be as one.
W:I'll go to the Clyde and I'll mourn and weep,
W:For satisfied, I could never can be,
W:I'll write her a letter, just a few short lines,
W:And suffer death, a thousand times.