Black Velvet Band

Black Velvet Band - Celtic Thunder/Colm Keegan

Composer：Traditional

Arranger：David Munro

In a neat little town they call Belfast

Apprentice to trade I was bound

And many an hour sweet happiness

I spent in that neat little town

Till a sad misfortune came over me

Which caused me to stray from this land

Far away from me friends and relations

Betrayed by the black velvet band

I took a stroll with that pretty fair maid

When a gentleman passes me by

I knew that she had

The doing in him

By that look in her rovish black eye

A gold watch she took from his pocket

And placed it right into my hand

The very next thing I said was

Bad luck to the black velvet band

Her eyes they shown like diamonds

I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band

Before the judge and the jury

Next morning I had to appear

The judge he said to me

Young lad your case it is proven clear

We'll give you seven years penal servitude

And take you away from this land

Far away from me friends and relations

Betrayed by the black velvet band

Her eyes they shown like diamonds

I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band

So come all ye jolly young fellas

Who warning

Take by me

When you are out in the town me lads

Be aware of them pretty colleens

For they'll feed you with strong drink me lads

Till you are unable to stand

And the very next thing you know is that

You've landed in Van Diemen's land

Here we go

Her eyes they shown like diamonds

I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band

One more time

Her eyes they shown like diamonds

I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band