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Black is the Colour

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Song Name:	Black is the Colour	By:	Traditional / Christy Moore
Posted By:	slonick-susanin	Difficulty:	Beginner
Key:	C	Genre:	Irish
Harp Type:	Diatonic	Audio:
Created:	2009-02-19 04:02:24	Modified:	2009-03-14 08:03:36
Rating:	Login to Vote	Avg Rating:	More Votes Needed
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Song:

Black is the Colour
Traditional
Midi:
http://www.lecairde.de/Midi/Black%20Is%20The%20Colour%20Of%20%20My%20T
rue%20Love's%20Hair.mid

5      5 (3)'' 4
Black is the colour

(3) 4 (4)   (3)   (3)''
of my true love's hair.

5    5    5   (6)
Her lips are like

6 (6)(7)6   5
some roses fair

5    5    5    (6)
She has the sweetest smile

6   (6) (7) (6)   6 5
and the gentlest hands

5   5 (3)'' 4
And I love the ground

(3) 4   (4) (3) (3)''
whereon she stands.

Or you can play higher, without bends:

(6) (6) (4) (5)
5 (5) 6 5 (4)
(6) (6) (6) (8)
7 (8) 8 7 (6)
(6) (6) (6) (8)
7 (8) 8 (8) 7 (6)
(6) (6) (4) (5)
5 (5) 6 5 (4)

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 could be as one

I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I ne'er can be
I write her a letter just a few short lines
And suffer death a thousand times

Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
Her lips are like some roses fair
She had the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands.