The Corrs – Black Is The Colour (Guitar)

  C      D                   Em
Black is the colour of my true loves hair

  C         D              Em
His lipes are like some roses fair

  C       D                 Em
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands

  Am        Bm           Em
And I love the ground whereon he stands

  C       D               Em
I love my love and well he knows

  C        D         Em
I love the ground whereon he goes

  C         D          Em
I wish that day would soon come

  Am        Bm          Em
When he and I can be as one

  C         D              Em
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep

  C         D        Em
For satisfied I never sleep

  C              D        Em
I write him letters just a few short lines

  C      D                Em
And suffer death ten thousand times

  C           D          Em
Black is the colour of my true loves hair

  C            D          Em
His lips are like some roses fair

  C             D          Em
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands

  Am          Bm           Em
And I love the ground whereon he stands

  Am           Bm             Em
I love the ground whereon he stands

  Am          Bm              Em
I love I love I love the ground whereon he stands