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 on where he stands


Black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair

I love my lover
And well he knows
Yes I love the ground on where he goes
But still I hope that the time will come
Still I pray that the time will come
When he and I shall be as one


Black is the color of my true love's hair
Black
Black
Black