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11Black black black is the colour of my true love's hairBlack, black is the color of my true love's hair,
22his lips are something rosy fairHer lips are something rosy fair,
33the sweetest smile and the kindest handsThe pertest face and the daintiest hands
44I love the grass whereon he standsI love the grass whereon she stands.
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66I love my love and well he knowsI love my love and well she knows,
77I love the grass whereon he goesI love the grass whereon she goes;
88if he no more on earth will beIf she on earth no more I see,
99'twill surely be the end of meMy life will quickly leave me.
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11I go to Troublesome to mourne, to weep,
12But satisfied I ne'er can sleep;
13I'll write her a note in a few little lines,
14I'll suffer death ten thousand times.
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16Black, black is the color of my true love's hair,
17Her lips are sometimes rosy fair,
18The pertest face and the daintiest hands
19I love the grass whereon she stands.

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