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Moore Christy Black Is The Colour Here are the song lyrics for Black Is The Colour by Moore Christy. For more excellent Moore Christy lyrics, run a search! Black is the colour of my true love's hair, Her lips are like some roses fair, She's the sweetest smile, And the gentlest hands, 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 & I could be as one. Black is the colour of my true love's hair, Her lips are like some roses fair, She's the sweetest smile, And the gentlest hands, I love the ground, Whereon she stands. I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep, For satisfied, I ne'er can be, I write her a letter, just a few short lines, And suffer death, a thousand times. (Guitar) Black is the colour of my true love's hair, Her lips are like some roses fair, She's the sweetest smile, And the gentlest hands, I love the ground, Whereon she stands. Traditional ballad (Scotland) This version - Christy Moore Key : Am Chords : (Am), F, G, Am, F, G, E, F, G, E, F, G, Am (gd/naas)
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