Black is the color of my [bad word] love's hair
His face so soft and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
and the strongest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
I love the ground on where he stands

Black is the color of my [bad word] love's hair
Of my [bad word] love's hair
Of my [bad word] love's hair

Oh I love my lover
and where he goes
yes, I love the ground on where he goes
And still I hope
that the time [bad word] 
when he and I will be as one
when he and I will be as one

So black is the color of my [bad word] love's hair
Black is the color of my [bad word] love's hair
Black is the color of my [bad word] love's hair