Misc Traditional – Black Velvet Band (Guitar)

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In a neat little town they call Belfast apprenticed to trade I was bound

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And many an hour of sweet happiness I spent in that neat little town

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Till bad misfortune came over me and caused me to stray from the land

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Far away from me friends and relations to follow the Black Velvet Band

     G
Her eyes they shone like diamonds

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You'd think she was queen of the land

         G                   Em
And her hair hung over her shoulder

     C           D           G
Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

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Well I went out strolling one evening not meaning to go very far

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When I met with a fickle-some damsel she was plying her trade in a bar

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When a watch she took from a cutomer and slipped it right into me hand

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And the law it came and arrested me bad luck to your Black Velvet Band

     G
Her eyes they shone like diamonds

                                  D
You'd think she was queen of the land

         G                   Em
And her hair hung over her shoulder

     C           D           G
Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

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This mornin' before judge and jury a trial I had to appear

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And the judge he says "me young fellow" the case against you is quite clear

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And seven long years is your sentence, you're going to Van Diemen's Land

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Far away from your friends and relations and follow the Black Velvet Band

     G
Her eyes they shone like diamonds

                                  D
You'd think she was queen of the land

         G                   Em
And her hair hung over her shoulder

     C           D           G
Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

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So come all ye jolly young fellows I'll have you take warnin' from me

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Whenever you're into the liquor me lads beware of the pretty colleen

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For they'll fill you with whiskey and porter till you are not able to stand

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And the very next thing that you know me lads you've landed in Van Diemen's Land

     G
Her eyes they shone like diamonds

                                  D
You'd think she was queen of the land

         G                   Em
And her hair hung over her shoulder

     C           D           G
Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

     G
Her eyes they shone like diamonds

                                  D
You'd think she was queen of the land

         G                   Em
And her hair hung over her shoulder

     C           D           G
Tied up with a Black Velvet Band