Patti Page - Black Is the Color of My True Love's Hair lyrics

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Patti Page - Black Is the Color of My True Love's Hair lyrics

But Black is the colour of my true love's hair. His face is like some rosy fair, The prettiest face and the neatest hands, I love the ground whereon he stands. I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes If you no more on earth I see, I can't serve you as you have me. The winter's pa**ed and the leaves are green The time is pa**ed that we have seen, But still I hope the time will come When you and I shall be as one. I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep, But satisfied I never could sleep, I'll write to you a few short lines I'll suffer d**h one thousand times. So fare you well, my own true love The time has pa**ed, but I wish you well. But still I hope the time will come When you and I will be as one. I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes, The prettiest face, the neatest hands I love the ground whereon he stands.