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Cruel Sisters

Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground wheron she stands

I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
But some times I whish the day will come
That she and I will be as one.

Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground wheron she stands

I walk to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
But satisfied I never can sleep
I`ll write her a letter, just a few short lines
And suffer death ten thousand times

Black is the color of my true love`s hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground wheron she stands

Inne teksty tego wykonawcy:

Banks of the Roses	Begging Song
Black is the Color	Cruel Sisters
Drunken Sailor	Fire Maringo
Home Boys Home	Jacobites
Raggle Taggle Gypsy	Rolling Im My Sweet Babys Arms
Star of the County Down	Step It out Mary
Tarry Trousers	Three Score and Ten
Time to Ring Some Changes

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