[00:10.78]Black  black  black is the colour
[00:20.42]Of my true love's hair
[00:27.92]His lips are something wond'rous fair
[00:40.46]The purest eyes and the bravest hands
[00:54.66]I love the grass whereon he stands
[01:14.15]I love my love and well he knows
[01:27.86]I love the ground whereon he goes
[01:40.95]And if my love no more I see
[01:54.90]My life would quickly fade away
[02:12.31]Black  black  black is the colour
[02:21.84]Of my true love's hair