black is the color

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black, black, black, is the color of my true love's hair, her lips are like a rose so fair, and the prettiest face and the neatest hands. i love the grass whereon she stands, she with the wondrous hair. black, black, black, is the color of my true love's hair, her face is something truly rare. oh i do love my love and so well she knows, i love the ground whereon she goes. she with the wondrous hair. black, black, black, is the color of my true love's hair, alone, my life would be so bare. i would sigh, i would weep, i would never fall asleep, my love is 'way beyond compare, she with the wondrous hair. black, black, black, is the color of my true love's hair.