Black is the colour of my true loves hair, Her lips are like some roses fair, She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands, And I love the ground whereon she stands
You'd better shape up 'cos I need a man And my heart is set on you You'd better shape up you better understand To my heart I must be true, there's nothing left for me to do Your the one that I want Ooo Oo Oo....