| [00:21.77] | Black is the colour of my true loves hair |
| [00:29.70] | His lips are like some roses fair |
| [00:37.07] | He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands |
| [00:44.39] | And I love the ground whereon he stands |
| [00:52.18] | I love my love and well he knows |
| [00:59.65] | I love the ground whereon he goes |
| [01:07.11] | I wish that day would soon come |
| [01:14.53] | When he and I can be as one |
| [01:21.81] | |
| [01:51.94] | I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep |
| [01:59.64] | For satisfied I never sleep |
| [02:07.36] | I write him letters just a few short lines |
| [02:14.27] | And I suffer death ten thousand times |
| [02:22.51] | Black is the colour of my true loves hair |
| [02:29.50] | His lips are like some roses fair |
| [02:37.16] | He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands |
| [02:44.18] | And I love the ground where on he stands |
| [02:51.12] | I love the ground where on he stands |
| [02:58.38] | I love I love I love the ground where on he stands |
| [03:06.88] | END... |