G Well, in a neat little town they call Belfast,C D apprentice to trade I was bound,G many an hour sweet happinessA 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 juryC 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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