Black is the colour of my true love's hair

His face so soft and wonderous fair

The purest eyes and the strongest hands

I love the ground on where he stands

Black is the colour of my true love's hair

Of my true love's hair

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

Black is the colour of my true love's hair