Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes and the strongest hands I love the ground on where she stands I love the ground on where, on where she stands Oh I love my lover and well she knows Yes, I love the ground on where she goes And still I hope that the time will come When she and I will be, will be as one When she and I will be, will be as one Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes and the strongest hands I love the ground on where she stands I love the ground on where, on where she stands I love the ground on where, on where she stands