Traditional Folk Song - Acoustic
Evocative acoustic balladeer
Story behind the song
Probably hailing from Scotland, this is a well-known popular folk song, of a young mana019s unrequited love for a raven-haired beauty.
a018Been there! a018Done that!
- Alan Kim Cochran
Lyrics
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rose so fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
Oh, I love the ground whereon she stands
I love my love, and well she knows
And I love the ground whereon she goes
I wish the day it soon might come
When she and I might be as one
Chorus:
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rose so fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
Oh, I love the ground whereon she stands
I love the ground whereon she stands
I'll go to the Clyde in the morn and weep
Where satisfied I never shall be
Write her a letter, oh, just a few short lines
And suffer death ten-thousand times
Chorus:
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some rose so fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
Oh, I love the ground whereon she stands
I love the very ground whereon she stands
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