(intro) C D EmC D Em Black is the colour of my true loves hairC D Em His lipes are like some roses fairC D Em He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest handsAm Bm Em And I love the ground whereon he standsC D Em I love my love and well he knowsC D Em I love the ground whereon he goesC D Em I wish that day would soon comeAm Bm Em When he and I can be as one(solo) C D EmC D Em I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weepC D Em For satisfied I never sleepC D Em I write him letters just a few short linesC D Em And suffer death ten thousand timesC D Em Black is the colour of my true loves hairC D Em His lips are like some roses fairC D Em He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest handsAm Bm Em And I love the ground whereon he standsAm Bm Em I love the ground whereon he standsAm Bm Em I love I love I love the ground whereon he stands( C D Em )
Black Is The Colour
The Corrs
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Composição: Andrea Corr, Caroline Corr, Jim Corr e The Corrs
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