Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair.
His lips are something wond'rous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands.
I love the grass whereon he stands.
I love my love and well he knows,
I love the ground whereon he goes
And if my love no more I see
my life would quickly fade away.
Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair.
1 | Donna Donna |
2 | Green, Green Grass Of Home |
3 | Comandante Che Guevara |
4 | Diamonds and Rust |
5 | Forever Young |
6 | Amazing Grace |
7 | It Ain't Me Babe |
8 | Ave Maria |
9 | Guantanamera |
10 | Sweet Sir Galahad |