| Song | Black Is the Colour |
| Artist | Celtic Thunder |
| Album | Heritage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [offset:0] | |
| [00:11.42] | Black is the color of my true love's hair; |
| [00:15.96] | |
| [00:18.14] | Her lips are like some roses fair; |
| [00:22.86] | |
| [00:24.82] | She's got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [00:29.98] | |
| [00:32.15] | And I love the ground whereon she stands. |
| [00:36.91] | |
| [00:39.31] | I love my love, and well she knows. |
| [00:44.11] | |
| [00:46.44] | I love the ground whereon she goes. |
| [00:51.01] | |
| [00:53.50] | I wish the day, it soon would come; |
| [00:58.27] | |
| [01:00.38] | When she and I could be as one. |
| [01:05.40] | |
| [01:18.30] | For black is the color of my true love's hair; |
| [01:22.94] | |
| [01:25.26] | Her lips are like some roses fair (Some roses fair); |
| [01:30.99] | |
| [01:31.80] | She's got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [01:37.46] | |
| [01:39.13] | And I love the ground whereon she stands. |
| [01:43.98] | |
| [01:46.43] | I go to Clyde, and I mourn and weep; |
| [01:51.44] | |
| [01:53.48] | For satisfied, I never can be. |
| [01:58.29] | |
| [02:00.40] | And I write her a letter, just a few short lines; |
| [02:05.39] | |
| [02:07.45] | And suffer death, a thousand times! |
| [02:12.56] | |
| [02:25.45] | For black is the color of my true love's hair; |
| [02:29.98] | |
| [02:32.27] | Her lips are like red roses fair (Red roses fair); |
| [02:39.12] | She's the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [02:44.11] | |
| [02:46.24] | And I love the ground (ground) whereon she stands! (stands) |
| [02:51.98] | |
| [02:53.60] | For black is the color of my true love's hair; |
| [02:58.10] | |
| [03:00.53] | Her lips are like red roses fair (Red roses fair); |
| [03:07.31] | She's the sweetest smile (smile) and the gentlest hands, |
| [03:12.24] | |
| [03:14.44] | And I love the ground (ground) whereon she stands! (stands) |
| [03:19.80] | |
| [03:20.94] | For black is the color of my true love's hair! |
| offset: 0 | |
| [00:11.42] | Black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [00:15.96] | |
| [00:18.14] | Her lips are like some roses fair |
| [00:22.86] | |
| [00:24.82] | She' s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [00:29.98] | |
| [00:32.15] | And I love the ground whereon she stands. |
| [00:36.91] | |
| [00:39.31] | I love my love, and well she knows. |
| [00:44.11] | |
| [00:46.44] | I love the ground whereon she goes. |
| [00:51.01] | |
| [00:53.50] | I wish the day, it soon would come |
| [00:58.27] | |
| [01:00.38] | When she and I could be as one. |
| [01:05.40] | |
| [01:18.30] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [01:22.94] | |
| [01:25.26] | Her lips are like some roses fair Some roses fair |
| [01:30.99] | |
| [01:31.80] | She' s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [01:37.46] | |
| [01:39.13] | And I love the ground whereon she stands. |
| [01:43.98] | |
| [01:46.43] | I go to Clyde, and I mourn and weep |
| [01:51.44] | |
| [01:53.48] | For satisfied, I never can be. |
| [01:58.29] | |
| [02:00.40] | And I write her a letter, just a few short lines |
| [02:05.39] | |
| [02:07.45] | And suffer death, a thousand times! |
| [02:12.56] | |
| [02:25.45] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [02:29.98] | |
| [02:32.27] | Her lips are like red roses fair Red roses fair |
| [02:39.12] | She' s the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [02:44.11] | |
| [02:46.24] | And I love the ground ground whereon she stands! stands |
| [02:51.98] | |
| [02:53.60] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [02:58.10] | |
| [03:00.53] | Her lips are like red roses fair Red roses fair |
| [03:07.31] | She' s the sweetest smile smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [03:12.24] | |
| [03:14.44] | And I love the ground ground whereon she stands! stands |
| [03:19.80] | |
| [03:20.94] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair! |
| offset: 0 | |
| [00:11.42] | Black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [00:15.96] | |
| [00:18.14] | Her lips are like some roses fair |
| [00:22.86] | |
| [00:24.82] | She' s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [00:29.98] | |
| [00:32.15] | And I love the ground whereon she stands. |
| [00:36.91] | |
| [00:39.31] | I love my love, and well she knows. |
| [00:44.11] | |
| [00:46.44] | I love the ground whereon she goes. |
| [00:51.01] | |
| [00:53.50] | I wish the day, it soon would come |
| [00:58.27] | |
| [01:00.38] | When she and I could be as one. |
| [01:05.40] | |
| [01:18.30] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [01:22.94] | |
| [01:25.26] | Her lips are like some roses fair Some roses fair |
| [01:30.99] | |
| [01:31.80] | She' s got the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [01:37.46] | |
| [01:39.13] | And I love the ground whereon she stands. |
| [01:43.98] | |
| [01:46.43] | I go to Clyde, and I mourn and weep |
| [01:51.44] | |
| [01:53.48] | For satisfied, I never can be. |
| [01:58.29] | |
| [02:00.40] | And I write her a letter, just a few short lines |
| [02:05.39] | |
| [02:07.45] | And suffer death, a thousand times! |
| [02:12.56] | |
| [02:25.45] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [02:29.98] | |
| [02:32.27] | Her lips are like red roses fair Red roses fair |
| [02:39.12] | She' s the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [02:44.11] | |
| [02:46.24] | And I love the ground ground whereon she stands! stands |
| [02:51.98] | |
| [02:53.60] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair |
| [02:58.10] | |
| [03:00.53] | Her lips are like red roses fair Red roses fair |
| [03:07.31] | She' s the sweetest smile smile and the gentlest hands, |
| [03:12.24] | |
| [03:14.44] | And I love the ground ground whereon she stands! stands |
| [03:19.80] | |
| [03:20.94] | For black is the color of my true love' s hair! |