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Em

Em7+

Em7

Em6

Em+

Em

F7

F9-

Black, black, black is the color of my true love’s hair.

Her lips are like some roses fair,

She has the sweetest smile and gentlest hands,

Dm

Dm7

Dm6

Cm

Cm7

Cm6

Cmadd11

Cmadd9/H

I love the ground whereon she stands.

I love my love and well she knows,

I love the ground whereon she goes,

I wish the day it soon would come

When she and I

Em7/A

Em7/F

Em7

Could be as one.

I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep,

But satisfied I never could sleep.

I’ll write her a letter, just a few short lines

Dm

Cm

And suffer death a thousand times.

Black is the color of my true love’s hair.

Her lips are like some roses fair,

Am

Hm/D

Hm/F

Em7

I love the ground whereon she stands.