Black Velvet Band

In the neat little town they call Belfast.
Apprentice to trade I was bound.
Many's the hour sweet happiness.
I spent in that neat little town.
Till bad misfortune came over me.
Which caused me to stray from the land.
Far away from my friends and relations.
Betrayed by the black velvet band.

Her eyes they shone like diamonds.
I thought her the Queen of the Land.
And her hair hung over her shoulders.
Tied up with a black velvet band.

I took a stroll down Broadway.
Meaning not long for to stay.
When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid?
Tripping along the highway.
She was both fair and handsome.
Her neck it was just like a swan.
And her hair hung over her shoulders.
Tied up with a black velvet band.

Her eyes they shone like diamonds.
I thought her the Queen of the Land.
And her hair hung over her shoulders.
Tied up with a black velvet band.

I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid.
And a gentleman passing us by.
I knew she had the doing of me.
By the look of her roguish black eye.
Gold watch she took from his pocket.
And placed it right into my hand.
And the very first thing that I said was.
"Bad 'cessed to the black velvet band."

Her eyes they shone like diamonds.
I thought her the Queen of the Land.
And her hair hung over her shoulders.
Tied up with a black velvet band.

Before the judge and the jury.
Next morning I had to appear.
The judge he said to me,
"Young man, your case it is proven clear.
We'll give you seven years penal servitude.
To be spent far away from this land.
Far away from your friends and relations.
Betrayed by the black velvet band."

Her eyes they shone like diamonds.
I thought her the Queen of the Land.
And her hair hung over her shoulders.
Tied up with a black velvet band.

Come all ye young fellows.
A warning take by me.
When you are out on the town, me lads.
Beware of the pretty colleens.
They'll fill you with strong drink, me boys.
Till you are unable to stand.
And the very next thing that you'll know is.
You've landed in Van Diemen's Land.

Her eyes they shone like diamonds.
I thought her the Queen of the Land.
And her hair hung over her shoulders.
Tied up with a black velvet band.
Her eyes they shone like diamonds.
I thought her the Queen of the Land.
And her hair hung over her shoulders.
Tied up with a black velvet band.



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Writer(s): Traditional, Gas (nsg) North Sea
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