Song Lyrics
I love the ground whereon she stands, black is the color of my true love s hair Thunder, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
And suffer death ten thousand times, i ll write her a letter Color, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
But some times i wish the day will come, i love my love and well she knows
she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
her lips are like some roses fair
I love my love and well she knows, i love the ground whereon she stands
but some times i wish the day will come
She s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands, and suffer death ten thousand times
She s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands, but satisfied i never can sleep
I love the ground whereon she stands, her lips are like some roses fair
But some times i wish the day will come, i ll write her a letter, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
her lips are like some roses fair
i love the ground whereon she goes
And suffer death ten thousand times, her lips are like some roses fair, i walk to the clyde for to mourn and weep
I love the ground whereon she stands, i love my love and well she knows
She s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands, that she and i will be as one
But some times i wish the day will come, i love the ground whereon she stands
and suffer death ten thousand times
she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
just a few short lines
Just a few short lines, that she and i will be as one
but satisfied i never can sleep
Black is the color of my true love s hair, her lips are like some roses fair, but satisfied i never can sleep
That she and i will be as one, her lips are like some roses fair, and suffer death ten thousand times
She s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands, i love my love and well she knows The, i love my love and well she knows
i love the ground whereon she stands
But satisfied i never can sleep, her lips are like some roses fair, but some times i wish the day will come
she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
black is the color of my true love s hair
I love the ground whereon she stands, black is the color of my true love s hair Is, i love my love and well she knows
black is the color of my true love s hair
i ll write her a letter
Her lips are like some roses fair, black is the color of my true love s hair
she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon she goes, i walk to the clyde for to mourn and weep Is, and suffer death ten thousand times
Black is the color of my true love s hair, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
Black is the color of my true love s hair, i love my love and well she knows
black is the color of my true love s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair, i love the ground whereon she goes Black, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
But satisfied i never can sleep, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands Celtic, i love the ground whereon she stands
she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
I love the ground whereon she stands, black is the color of my true love s hair, and suffer death ten thousand times
i love the ground whereon she stands
Black is the color of my true love s hair, black is the color of my true love s hair
i love the ground whereon she stands
Black is the color of my true love s hair, i love the ground whereon she goes
Just a few short lines, black is the color of my true love s hair, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
I love my love and well she knows, i walk to the clyde for to mourn and weep, her lips are like some roses fair
That she and i will be as one, i love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she stands, and suffer death ten thousand times Is, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands
but satisfied i never can sleep
Her lips are like some roses fair, she s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands, i love the ground whereon she stands