. Folk-songs of English origin collected in the Appalachian Mountains . y true-loves hair,His face is like some rosy fair; The prettiest face and the neatest love the ground whereon he stands. 2. I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he you no more on earth I see,I cant serve you as you have me. 3. The winters passed and the leaves are green,The time is passed that we have seen, But still I hope the time will comeWhen you and I shall be as one. 4. I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep,But satisfied I never could sleep. Ill write to you in a few short line
. Folk-songs of English origin collected in the Appalachian Mountains . y true-loves hair,His face is like some rosy fair; The prettiest face and the neatest love the ground whereon he stands. 2. I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he you no more on earth I see,I cant serve you as you have me. 3. The winters passed and the leaves are green,The time is passed that we have seen, But still I hope the time will comeWhen you and I shall be as one. 4. I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep,But satisfied I never could sleep. Ill write to you in a few short lines,Ill suffer death ten thousand times. 5. My own true love, so fare you well, The time has passed, but I wish you well;But still I hope the time will comeWhen you and I will be as one. 6. I love my love and well he knows I love the ground whereon he goes;The prettiest face, the neatest hands,I love the ground whereon he stands. 59 BLftCK IS THE COLOUR te. Andante sostenuto. % t~hi^^0 J. J> mf-r^ f # m ■ ■ * 1. But black is the co - lour of my true-loves aMt=H=. ^=PiN 4U p «> legato ±* Si a * * # hair, His face is like some ro - sy fair; The pret-tiest
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