Live at the Point

Ride on Christy Moore by:小辉 True you ride the finest horse I\'ve ever seen Standing sixteen one or two With eyes wild and green You ride the horse so well Hands light to the touch I could never go with you No matter how I wanted to Ride on, see you I

Black is the colour of my true love's hair, Her lips are like some roses fair, She's the sweetest smile, And the gentlest hands, I love the ground, Whereon she stands. I love my love and well she knows, I love the ground, whereon she goes, I wish the