Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair His face is something wondrous fair The clearest eyes and the strongest hands I love the ground where on he stands I love my love, and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes If he no more on earth would stay My life would quickly fade away I love my love, and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes And still I hope the time will come When he and I will be as one Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair His face is something wondrous fair The clearest eyes and the strongest hands I love the ground where on he stands