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Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair 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 soon would come When she and I will be as one I go to the Clyde and mourn and weep But satisfied I never shall be I'll write her a letter just a few short lines and suffer death a thousand times Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair Has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon she stands