Black Is The Color

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Black is the colour of my true loves hair.
Her lips are something wondrous fair.
The purest eyes and the gentlest hands.
I love the grass on she stands.
I love my love and well she knows.
I love the grass on she goes.
If she left no more I’d see
my life would quickly fade away.
Black, black, black

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