Black Velvet Band

The Dubliners

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Tom:
G Well, in a neat little town they call Belfast,
C D apprentice to trade I was bound,
G many an hour sweet happiness
A D G have I spent in that neat little town. A sad misfortune came over me,
C D which caused me to stray from the land.
G far away from my friends and relations,
A D G betrayed by the black velvet band.
G Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
C D I thought her the queen of the land,
G and her hair it hung over her shoulder,
A D G tied up with a black velvet band.
G C D I took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not long for to stay,
G when who should I meet but this pretty fair maid,
A D G come a traipsing along the high way. She was both fair and handsome,
C D her neck it was just like a swan's.
G And her hair it hung over her shoulder,
A D G tied up with a black velvet band.
G I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid,
C D and a gentleman passing us by.
G Well, I knew she meant the doing of him,
A D G by the look in her roguish black eye. A gold watch she took from his pocket,
C D and placed it right into my hand,
G And the very first thing that I said was:
A D G 'Bad cess to the black velvet band'.
G Before the judge and the jury
C D next morning I had to appear.
G The judge he says to me, 'Young man,
A D G your case it is proven clear. We'll give you seven years penal servitude,
C D to be spent far away from the land,
G far away from your friends and companions,
A D G betrayed by the black velvet band'.
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Composição: Jörgen Elofsson

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