Henrik Norbeck's Song Lyrics

Dark Is the Colour of My True Love's Hair

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Dark is the colour of my true love's hair,
Her face is like some rose so fair,
Her slenderest waist, and her neatest hand,
I love the ground she walks upon.

I went to the river to mourn and weep,
But satisfied I could never be,
I wrote a letter in a few short lines,
I died a death a thousand times.

I then sat down and I wrote a song,
I wrote it neat and I wrote it long,
With every line I shed a tear,
The last line said, "Farewell, my dear".

So fare thee well, my own true love,
I thought you were as true as the stars above,
But a pleasure on earth no more I'll see,
I'd never do to you what you did to me.

The winter is passed and the trees are green,
The time has come since we have been,
And yet I hope the day will come,
When you and I shall be as one.

Dark is the colour of my true love's hair,
Her face is like some rose so fair,
Her slenderest waist, and her neatest hand,
I love the ground she walks upon.

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