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The Black Velvet Band

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 Well in a neat little town they call Belfast
 Apprentice to trade I was bound
 Many an hour's sweet happiness
 Have I spent in that neat little town
 A sad 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 it hung over her shoulder
 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
 Comes a tripping along the highway.
 She was both fair and handsome
 Her neck it was just like a swan's
 And her hair it hung over her shoulder
 Tied up with a black velvet band.
 (Refrain)
 I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid
 And a gentleman passing us by
 Well I knew she meant the doing of him
 By the look in her roguish black eye.
 A goldwatch she took from his pocket
 And placed it right in to my hand
 And the very first thing that I said was
 "Bad luck to the black velvet band."
 (Refrain)
 Before the judge and the jury
 Next morning I had to appear.
 The judge he says to me: "Young man
 Your case it is proven clear.
 We'll give you seven years penal servitude
 To be spent faraway from the land
 Far away from your friends and relations
 Betrayed by the black velvet band."
 (Refrain)
 So come all you jolly young fellows
 A warning take by me
 When you are out on the town me lads
 Beware of them pretty colleens.
 For they feed you with strong drink "Oh yeah"
 'Til you are unable to stand
 And the very next thing that you'll know is
 You've landed in Van Diemens Land.
 (Refrain)

The Black Velvet Band

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