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Black is the color
of my true love’s hair
His face so soft
and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
And the strongest hands
I love the ground
whereon he stands
The winter’s passed
and the leaves are green
The time is passed
that we have seen
But still I hope
the time will come
When you and I shall be as one
I love my love
and well he knows
I love the ground
whereon he goes
The prettiest face
and the neatest hands
I love the ground
whereon he stands
Black black black
black black is the color
of my true love’s hair