Black is the Colour Chords by Cara Dillon
Tempo:
138.05 bpm
Chords used:
F
Am
G
Dm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Am] [Em] [C] .
[Em] [C] .
[Bb] [F] .
[C] .
[F] [Am] .
[F] [Am] .
Black [F] is the color of [Dm] my true [Am] love's hair Her lips [F] are like [Dm] a rose [Am] so fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest face and [Dm] the [A] gentlest heart.
I love [F] the ground [Dm].
whereon she [Am] stands I love [F] my love [G] and well [Am] she knows.
I love [F] the ground [G].
[Am] whereon she goes And how [F] I wish [G] the day [A] would [Am] come.
When she [F] and I [Em] can be [F] as one.
[G].
Black [Am] is the color of my true love's hair Her lips [F] are like [G] a rose [Am] so fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest face and [G] the [Am] gentlest heart.
I love [F] the ground [G].
whereon [D] she stands.
[Am] .
[F] .
[Dm] .
[F] .
[D] [Dm] [Em] .
[Am] .
[F] .
[D] .
[Am] I .
[Em] [C].
go [F] to the Clyde [C] and morn [Am] and weep For [F] satisfying [G] I never [Am] will sleep.
I [Dm] write [F] her a letter, just [G] a few [A] short [Am] lines And suffer [F] death [C] ten [Am] thousand times .
Black [F] is the color of [G] my true [Am] love's hair Her lips [F] are like [G] a rose [Am] so fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest face [G] and the [Am] gentlest heart.
I love [F] the ground whereon she stands [Dm] I love [F] the ground [G].
whereon [F] she stands .
Love the ground.
[Am] [F] [G] .
[F] [G] .
[F] [G] .
[F] [G] .
[F] [Am] .
[F] [C] .
[A] .
[N] .
[Em] [C] .
[Bb] [F] .
[C] .
[F] [Am] .
[F] [Am] .
Black [F] is the color of [Dm] my true [Am] love's hair Her lips [F] are like [Dm] a rose [Am] so fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest face and [Dm] the [A] gentlest heart.
I love [F] the ground [Dm].
whereon she [Am] stands I love [F] my love [G] and well [Am] she knows.
I love [F] the ground [G].
[Am] whereon she goes And how [F] I wish [G] the day [A] would [Am] come.
When she [F] and I [Em] can be [F] as one.
[G].
Black [Am] is the color of my true love's hair Her lips [F] are like [G] a rose [Am] so fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest face and [G] the [Am] gentlest heart.
I love [F] the ground [G].
whereon [D] she stands.
[Am] .
[F] .
[Dm] .
[F] .
[D] [Dm] [Em] .
[Am] .
[F] .
[D] .
[Am] I .
[Em] [C].
go [F] to the Clyde [C] and morn [Am] and weep For [F] satisfying [G] I never [Am] will sleep.
I [Dm] write [F] her a letter, just [G] a few [A] short [Am] lines And suffer [F] death [C] ten [Am] thousand times .
Black [F] is the color of [G] my true [Am] love's hair Her lips [F] are like [G] a rose [Am] so fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest face [G] and the [Am] gentlest heart.
I love [F] the ground whereon she stands [Dm] I love [F] the ground [G].
whereon [F] she stands .
Love the ground.
[Am] [F] [G] .
[F] [G] .
[F] [G] .
[F] [G] .
[F] [Am] .
[F] [C] .
[A] .
[N] .
Key:
F
Am
G
Dm
C
F
Am
G
[Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ .
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ .
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Black [F] is the color _ _ of [Dm] my true [Am] love's _ hair _ Her lips [F] are _ like _ [Dm] a rose [Am] so _ fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest _ _ face and [Dm] the [A] gentlest _ heart.
I love [F] the ground _ _ _ [Dm].
whereon she [Am] stands _ _ I love [F] my _ _ love [G] and well [Am] she _ _ knows.
I love [F] the ground _ _ _ [G].
[Am] whereon she _ _ goes And how [F] I _ _ wish [G] the day [A] would _ [Am] _ come.
When she [F] and _ I _ [Em] can be [F] as one.
_ _ _ [G].
Black [Am] is the color _ of my true love's _ hair _ Her lips [F] are _ like _ [G] a rose [Am] so fair.
_ She's got the [F] sweetest _ _ face and [G] the [Am] gentlest _ heart.
_ I love [F] the _ _ ground _ [G].
whereon [D] she _ _ _ _ stands.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ [Em] _ .
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ [Am] I _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C].
go [F] to the _ _ Clyde [C] and morn [Am] and _ _ _ weep For _ [F] _ satisfying _ _ [G] I never [Am] will _ _ sleep.
I [Dm] write [F] her a letter, _ just [G] a few [A] short _ [Am] _ lines And suffer [F] _ _ death _ [C] ten [Am] thousand _ times _ _ .
Black [F] is the color _ _ of [G] my true [Am] love's _ hair _ Her lips [F] are like _ _ [G] a rose [Am] so _ fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest _ _ face [G] and the [Am] gentlest _ _ heart.
I love [F] the _ ground _ _ whereon she _ stands _ [Dm] I love [F] the _ ground _ _ [G].
whereon [F] she _ _ stands _ _ .
Love the ground.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ .
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ .
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ .
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Black [F] is the color _ _ of [Dm] my true [Am] love's _ hair _ Her lips [F] are _ like _ [Dm] a rose [Am] so _ fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest _ _ face and [Dm] the [A] gentlest _ heart.
I love [F] the ground _ _ _ [Dm].
whereon she [Am] stands _ _ I love [F] my _ _ love [G] and well [Am] she _ _ knows.
I love [F] the ground _ _ _ [G].
[Am] whereon she _ _ goes And how [F] I _ _ wish [G] the day [A] would _ [Am] _ come.
When she [F] and _ I _ [Em] can be [F] as one.
_ _ _ [G].
Black [Am] is the color _ of my true love's _ hair _ Her lips [F] are _ like _ [G] a rose [Am] so fair.
_ She's got the [F] sweetest _ _ face and [G] the [Am] gentlest _ heart.
_ I love [F] the _ _ ground _ [G].
whereon [D] she _ _ _ _ stands.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ [Em] _ .
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ [Am] I _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C].
go [F] to the _ _ Clyde [C] and morn [Am] and _ _ _ weep For _ [F] _ satisfying _ _ [G] I never [Am] will _ _ sleep.
I [Dm] write [F] her a letter, _ just [G] a few [A] short _ [Am] _ lines And suffer [F] _ _ death _ [C] ten [Am] thousand _ times _ _ .
Black [F] is the color _ _ of [G] my true [Am] love's _ hair _ Her lips [F] are like _ _ [G] a rose [Am] so _ fair.
She's got the [F] sweetest _ _ face [G] and the [Am] gentlest _ _ heart.
I love [F] the _ ground _ _ whereon she _ stands _ [Dm] I love [F] the _ ground _ _ [G].
whereon [F] she _ _ stands _ _ .
Love the ground.
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ .
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ .