Black is the color of my true love's hair His lips are like some roses fair With the sweetest face and gentlest hands I love the ground whereon he stands ♪ I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes But now I wish the day will come That he and I can be as one Feel my bones shake when he shivers Holding onto every whisper Close my eyes and sleep until I hear him call me Feel my bones shake when he shivers Holding onto every whisper Close my eyes and sleep until I hear him call me ♪ I walk to the Clyde to mourn and weep But satisfied, I never sleep I wrote him a letter, just a few short lines And suffer death ten thousand times