Текст песни Tears for Beers - Black Is The Color
Tears for Beers - Black Is The Color слова песни
Black is the color of my true love`s hairHer lips are like some roses fairShe`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.I love the ground wheron she standsI love my love and well she knowsI love the ground whereon she goes.But some times I whish the day will comeThat she and I will be as one.Black is the color of my true love`s hairHer lips are like some roses fairShe`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.I love the ground wheron she standsI walk to the Clyde for to mourn and weepBut satisfied I never can sleepI`ll write her a letter, just a few short linesAnd suffer death ten thousand timesBlack is the color of my true love`s hairHer lips are like some roses fairShe`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.I love the ground wheron she stands