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Chris Gard - "BLACK VELVET BAND"

In a neat little town they call Belfast Apprentice to trade I was bound, Oh and many an hour of sweet happiness Did I spend in that neat little town. Till bad misfortune came over me And caused me to stray from the land, Far away from my friends and relations, To follow 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 little stroll down Broadway, I was meaning not long for to stay, And who should I see but this pretty fair maid Come tripping along the way. She was both fair and handsome, With a beauty so perfect and grand And her hair it 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. So I went for a stroll with this fair maid, As a gentleman passing us by, From I knew she meant for to steal from him, By the look in her black roguish eye. She tickled his watch from his pocket And she placed it right into me hand, And the very next thing, to meself, says I: “Bad luck 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. And the judge, to me, says, “Look here, me boy The case against you is quite clear. “We’ll give you your seven-year servitude, You’ll be sent, right away, from your 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. So come all you jolly young fellows, I’ll have you take warning by me. When you’re out on the town, on the liquor, me boys, Beware of your pretty colleen. She’ll get you all drunk and disabled, Till you are unable to stand, And, before you have time for to leave her, She’ll land you 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. ONE MORE TIME 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.