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                                                    Black is the colour - Home
沉默林肯 QQ48701547
Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
I wish that day would soon come
When he and I can be as one
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him letters just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times
Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground where on he stands
I love the ground where on he stands
I love I love I love the ground where on he stands
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                                            沉默林肯 QQ48701547
Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
I wish that day would soon come
When he and I can be as one
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him letters just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times
Black is the colour of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground where on he stands
I love the ground where on he stands
I love I love I love the ground where on he stands
END...
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                                                [ti:Black Is the Colour] [ar:The Corrs] [al:Home] [by:沉默林肯 QQ48701547] [00:00.21]Black is the colour - Home [00:10.45]沉默林肯 QQ48701547 [00:21.77]Black is the colour of my true loves hair [00:29.70]His lips are like some roses fair [00:37.07]He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands [00:44.39]And I love the ground whereon he stands [00:52.18]I love my love and well he knows [00:59.65]I love the ground whereon he goes [01:07.11]I wish that day would soon come [01:14.53]When he and I can be as one [01:21.81] [01:51.94]I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep [01:59.64]For satisfied I never sleep [02:07.36]I write him letters just a few short lines [02:14.27]And I suffer death ten thousand times [02:22.51]Black is the colour of my true loves hair [02:29.50]His lips are like some roses fair [02:37.16]He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands [02:44.18]And I love the ground where on he stands [02:51.12]I love the ground where on he stands [02:58.38]I love I love I love the ground where on he stands [03:06.88]END...
 
                 
                             
         
     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                     
                                    