Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Is The Colour, artist - Paul Weller. Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Song language: English
Black Is The Colour |
| Black is the color of my true love’s hair |
| Her lips are like some roses fair |
| She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands. |
| And I love the ground where on she stands. |
| I love my love and well she knows |
| I love the ground whereon she goes. |
| I whish the day it soon would come |
| When she and I could be as one |
| I go to the Clyde |
| And I mourn and weep |
| For satisfied I never can be |
| I’ll write her a letter, |
| just a few short lines |
| And I owe death a thousand times |
| Black is the color of my true love’s hair |
| Her lips are like red roses fair |
| She has the sweetest smile |
| And the gentlest hands. |
| And I love the ground where on she stands |