The Dubliners – Black Velvet Band (Ukulele)

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In a neat little town they call Belfast,

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apprenticed to trade I was bound,

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Many an hour sweet happiness

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Have I spent in that neat little town.

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'Till a sad misfortune came o'er me,

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and caused me to stray from the land.

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Far away from my friends and relations,

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Betrayed by the black velvet band.

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Her eyes they shone like diamonds,

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I thought her the queen of the land,

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And her hair hung over her shoulder,

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Tied up with a black velvet band.

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I took a stroll down Broadway,

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meaning not long for to stay,

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When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid,

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Come atraipsing along the highway.

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She was both fair and handsome,

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her neck it was just like a swan's.

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And her hair hung over her shoulder,

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Tied up with the black velvet band.

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Her eyes they shone like diamonds,

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I thought her the queen of the land,

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And her hair hung over her shoulder,

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Tied up with a black velvet band.

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I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid,

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and a gentleman passing us by.

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Well, I knew she meant the doing of him,

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By the look in her roguish black eye.

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A gold watch she took from his pocket,

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And placed it right into my hand,

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And the very first thing that I said was:

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Bad 'cess to the black velvet band".

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Her eyes they shone like diamonds,

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I thought her the queen of the land,

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And her hair hung over her shoulder,

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Tied up with a black velvet band.

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Before the judge and the jury

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next morning I had to appear.

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The judge he says to me, "Young fellow,

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The case against you is quite clear.

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Seven long years is your sentence,

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to be spent far away from this land,

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Far away from your friends and relations,

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betrayed by the  black velvet band.

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Her eyes they shone like diamonds,

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I thought her the queen of the land,

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And her hair hung over her shoulder,

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Tied up with a black velvet band.