Black Is the Colour Lyrics

Black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
Her lips are like
A rose so fair
She's got the sweetest smile
And the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands
I love my love
And where he goes
I love the ground

Whereon he goes
And how I wish
The day would come
When he and I
Can be as one
So I moved to??
Cause satisfied
I'll never be
Oh, I'll write her letters
Just a few short lines?
Ten thousand times
Cause black is the colour
Of my true love's hair
Her lips are like
A rose so fair
She's got the sweetest smile
And the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands