Black Is The Color - Lucette

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Black is the colour of my true loves hair

His lips are like some roses fair

With the sweetest face and the gentlest hands

I love the ground where on he stands

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I love my love and well he knows

I love the ground where on he goes

But now I wish that day would come

That he and I can be as one

Feel my bones shake when it shivers

Holdin' on to every whisper

Close my eyes and sleep and tell

I hear you call me

Feel my bones shake when it shivers

Holdin' on to every whisper

Close my eyes and sleep and tell

I hear you call me

I walk to Clyde to mourn and weep

To satisfy I never sleep

I wrote him a letter just a few short lines

And suffer death ten thousand times