Black Velvet Band

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

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

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

Far away from me friends and relations me followed the Black Velvet Band

Her eyes they shown like the diamonds

You’d think she was queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

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

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

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

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

Her eyes they shown like the diamonds

You’d think she was queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

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

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

And seven long years is your sentence you’re going to Van Daemons Land

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

Her eyes they shown like the diamonds

You’d think she was queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

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

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

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

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

Her eyes they shown like the diamonds

You’d think she was queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a Black Velvet Band