The Corrs - Black Is the Colour SongtextBlack is the colour of my true love's hair.
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands.
I love my love and well he knows,
I love the ground whereon he goes,
And I wish the day it will soon come
That he and I can be as one.
I'll go to the Clyde and I'll mourn and weep,
For satisfied I'll ne'er sleep.
I'll write him a letter, just a few short lines,
I'll suffer death ten thousand times.
(Repeat first line)
Teile diesen Songtext
Writer(s): Cara Dillon, James Corr, Sharon Corr, Caroline Corr, Luka Bloom, Paul John Weller, Craig Leon, Sam Lakeman, Simon Franglen, Katherine Jenkins, Andrea Jane Corr Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing (Uk) Limited, Emi Music Publishing Ltd., Songs Of Polygram Int. Inc., Luka Bloom Music, Rough Trade Music Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Ltd., Stylist Music Ltd., WB Music Corp. Lyrics powered by www.musiXmatch.com
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