www.stompindave.com/lyrics.htm

The Black Velvet Band

Traditional

Key <G>

In a neat little town they call Belfast

Apprentice of trade I was bound

And a many an hour of seet happiness

Had I spent in that neat little town

A sad misfortune came over me

Which caused me to stray from the land

Far away from my friends and relations

Betrayed by the black velet band

chorus

Her eye's they shone like diamonds   

They thought her the queen of the land

And it hair it hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band

I took a stroll down broadway

Not meaning to get very far

When who should I meet but a pretty fair maid

Peddling her trade in the bar

She stole a gold watch from her gentleman

And placed it right there it my hand

And the very next thing that I noticed

I'd land in Van Dieman's land <chorus>

Before the judge and the jury

I was soon forced to appear

He sad my laddie o

Your case is sad but clear

He gave me ten year's penal servitude

To be spent far away from the land

Far away from my friends and relations

Betrayed by the black velvet band <chorus>