Black is the color of my true love's hair His face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes and the strongest hands I love the ground on where he stands I love the ground on 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 Instrumental break Oh, I love my lover and well he knows Yes, I love the ground on 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 When he and I will be as one So black is the color of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair Of my true love's hair.