Black is the color of my true love’s hair
His lips are something so wild and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
And the strongest hands
I love the ground where he stands
I love the ground 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
Oh I love my lover
And where he goes
Yes, I love the ground where he goes
And still I hope
That the time will come
When he and I be as one
When he and I be as one
So black is the color of my true love’s hair
Black is the color of my true love’s hair