Black Is the Color

Black is the color of my true love's hair His lips are like some rosy fair The sweetest face and the neatest hands I love the ground where on he stands Soft is the feel of my true love's skin And strong the arms he folds me in The clearest eyes and the truest heart He lets me stop before I start I love my love, and well he knows I love his love and love, it grows Until I know that I would burst And still I feel the strongest thirst I love my love and he loves me To my soul, he owns the key I have his heart and he has mine I'll kiss his mouth 10,000 times Black is the color of my true love's hair His lips are like some rosy fair The sweetest face and the neatest hands I love the ground where on he stands Well, I love my love, and well he knows I love his love and love, it grows Until I know that I would burst And still I feel the strongest thirst I love my love and he loves me And to my soul, he owns the key I have his heart and he has mine I'll kiss his mouth 10,000 times Black is the color, black is the color Black is the color of my true love's hair