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Black Velvet Band

Traditional Irish
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 In  a neat little town they call Belfast apprenticed to trade  I was bound
 
And  many an hour  of sweet happiness I spent in that neat little town
 Then a  bad misfortune came over me and caused me to stray  from the land
 
Far  away from  me friends and rela_tions I followed 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 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 comes a tripping along the highway
 She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was just like a swans
 And her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up with a 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 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
 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
 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 companions, 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
 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
 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

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Readable chord sheet for Black Velvet Band by Traditional Irish

In[G] a neat little town they call Belfast apprenticed to [C]trade I was b[D]ound
     [G]                     [Am]          [Em]
[D]And many an [G]hour of sweet happiness I spent in that neat little town
Then a[G] bad misfortune came over me and caused me to st[C]ray from the l[D]and
      [G]                        [Am]          [Em]
[D]Far away fro[G]m me friends and rela_tions I followed the Black Velvet Band.

He[G]r eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the qu[C]een of the la[D]nd
And her hai[G]r it hung over her sh[Am]oulders
Tied u[Em]p with a blac[D]k velvet ban[G]d

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 swans
And her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up with a 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 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

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

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 companions, 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

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

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

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