Black Is The Colour Corrs
[F] [G] [Am]
Bl[F]ack is [G]the colour of my tru[Am]e loves hair
Hi[F]s lips ar[G]e like some ros[Am]es fair
He[F] has the[G] sweetest smile an[Am]d the gentlest hands
An[Dm]d I love t[Em]he ground whe[Am]reon he stands
I [F]love my [G]love and well he[Am] knows
I [F]love the [G]ground whe[Am]reon he goes
I [F]wish that [G]day would s[Am]oon come
Wh[Dm]en he and [Em]I can be as [Am]one
Solo : C D Em
I [F]go to the [G]Clyde and I mou[Am]rn and weep
Fo[F]r satisfie[G]d I never[Am] sleep
I [F]write him lette[G]rs just a[Am] few short lines
An[F]d suffe[G]r death ten thous[Am]and times
Bl[F]ack is the c[G]olour of my[Am] true loves hair
Hi[F]s lips are li[G]ke some ros[Am]es fair
He[F] has the sweet[G]est smile a[Am]nd the gentlest hands
An[Dm]d I love the[Em] ground where[Am]on he stands
I [Dm]love the grou[Em]nd whereon he s[Am]tands
I [Dm]love I love [Em]I love the groun[Am]d whereon he stands
[F] [G] [Am]
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