Black Is The Colour Lyrics - Live At The Point - Christy Moore

Black is the colour of my true love's hair 

Her lips are like some roses fair 

She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands 

And I love the ground whereon she stands. 

I love my love and well she knows; 

I love the ground whereon she goes 

I wish the day it soon would come 

When she and I could be as one. 

I go the Clyde and I mourn and weep 

For satisfied I never can be 

I write her a letter, just a few short lines 

And suffer death a thousand times. 

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Black is the colour of my true love's hair 

Her lips are like some roses fair 

She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands 

And I love the ground whereon she stands. 

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