X:2195 T:Dark Is the Colour of My True Love's Hair R:song H:Slow, free rhythm H:See also #22 D:Joe Heaney Z:id:hn-song-23 M:4/4 L:1/8 Q:1/4=120 K:Amix E2 E2A,2 | C2 E4 DC | A,3 G, A,4 | z6 (EF) | G2 A4 (BA) | (G2 E4) (cB) | (A3G) (E2D2) | E4 z2 D2 | E2 FG A4- | A2 BA (G3 A) | (G2 F2) E4- | E8 | z2 E2 E2A,2 | (C2E4) (DC) | A,3 G, A,4 | z2 || W:Dark is the colour of my true love's hair, W:Her face is like some rose so fair, W:Her slenderest waist, and her neatest hand, W:I love the ground she walks upon. W: W:I went to the river to mourn and weep, W:But satisfied I could never be, W:I wrote a letter in a few short lines, W:I died a death a thousand times. W: W:I then sat down and I wrote a song, W:I wrote it neat and I wrote it long, W:With every line I shed a tear, W:The last line said, "Farewell, my dear". W: W:So fare thee well, my own true love, W:I thought you were as true as the stars above, W:But a pleasure on earth no more I'll see, W:I'd never do to you what you did to me. W: W:The winter is passed and the trees are green, W:The time has come since we have been, W:And yet I hope the day will come, W:When you and I shall be as one. W: W:Dark is the colour of my true love's hair, W:Her face is like some rose so fair, W:Her slenderest waist, and her neatest hand, W:I love the ground she walks upon.