Black is the color of my true love's hair His face is soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes and the gentlest hands I love the ground up where he stands I love the ground up where he stands Black is the color of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair I love my lover, and well he knows I love the ground up where he goes And still I hope that the time will come When he and I will be as one When he and I will be as one Black is the color of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair 1