Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Is the Color of My True Love's Hair, artist -Date of issue: 18.08.1958
Song language: English
Black Is the Color of My True Love's Hair |
| Black, black, black is the color of my true love’s hair, |
| Her lips are something rosy fair, |
| The pertest (purest) face and the daintiest hands |
| I love the grass wheron she stands. |
| I love my love and well she knows, |
| I love the grass whereon she goes; |
| If she on earth no more I see, |
| My life will quickly leave me. |
| I go to Troublesome to mourn, to weep, |
| But satisfied I ne’re can sleep; |
| I’ll write her a note in a few little lines, |
| I’ll suffer death ten thousand times. |
| Black, black, black is the color of my true love’s hair, |
| Her lips are something rosy fair, |
| The purtest (purest) face and the daintiest hands, |
| I love the grass whereon she stands. |