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Black is the color of my true love's hair His face is soft and wondrous fair He has the purest eyes and the gentlest hands I love the ground whereon he stands I love the ground whereon 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 I love the ground whereon he goes And still I hope that the time will come When he and I will be as one When he and I will be as one Black is the color of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair |