[00:55.00]Black is the colour[00:58.00]of my true love's hair[01:01.00]Her lips are like some roses fair[01:08.00]She has the sweetest smile[01:14.00]and the gentlest hands[01:18.00]And i love the ground where on she stands[01:33.00]I go to the Clyde[01:36.00]where i mourn and weep[01:40.00]For satisfied i never can be[01:48.00]I write her a letter[01:51.00]just a few short lines[01:55.00]and suffer death a thousand times[02:10.00]Black is the colour of my true love's hair[02:18.00]Her lips are like some roses fair[02:25.00]She has the sweetest smile[02:28.00]and the gentlest hands[02:33.00]And i love the ground where on she stands[02:48.00]I love my love and well she knows[02:56.00]I love the ground where on she goes[03:03.00]And i wish the day it soon would come[03:11.00]when she and i could be as one