X:22 T:Black Is the Colour of My True Love's Hair R:song H:See also #23 Z:id:hn-song-22 M:4/4 L:1/8 Q:1/4=120 K:Ador EE2A, | C2C6 | z2DD D2C2 | A,8 | z2E2 E2G2 | A8 | z2(GA) B2(AG) | E8 | z2EE E2G2 | A8 | z2GA B2AG | E8 | z2E2 E3A, | C8 | z2D2 D2C2 | A,8 | z4 || 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: 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: 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.