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     F                                                             G In a neat little town they call Belfast apprenticed to trade I was bound     F                       Am          F             G7           F And manys the hour of sweet happiness I spent in that neat little town       F                                                         G A sad misfortune came over me which caused me to stray from the land       F                        Am          F           G7           F Far away from me friends and relations betrayed by the Black Velvet Band      F Her eyes they shown like diamonds                                G I thought her the queen of the land          F                    Am And her hair it hung over her shoulder      F         G7           F Tied up with a Black Velvet Band Interlude: F   G7   F      F                                               G I took a walk down Broadway, meaning not long for to stay F                                Am                     F         G        F When who should I meet, but this pretty fair maid comes trampsin' along my way    F                                                           G She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was just like a swan          F                    Am        F              G7           F          And her hair it hung over her shoulder, tied up with a black velvet band     F Her eyes they shown like diamonds                                G I thought her the queen of the land          F                    Am And her hair it hung over her shoulder      F         G7           F Tied up with a Black Velvet Band Interlude: F   G7   F F                                                                    G I took a walk with this pretty fair maid, and a gentleman passing us by        F                       Am                      F           G             F Well I knew that she meant the drewin' of him, by the look in her roguish black eye         F                                                         G                            A gold watch she took from his pocket and placed it right into me hand         F                       Am           F           G            F And the very next thing that I said was bad 'cess to the Black Velvet Band     F Her eyes they shown like diamonds                                G I thought her the queen of the land          F                    Am And her hair it hung over her shoulder      F         G7           F Tied up with a Black Velvet Band Interlude: F   G7   F    F                                                 G Before the judge and the jury, next morning I had to appear          F               Am                   F          G            F And the judge he says to me, "young man, your case it is proven quite clear F                                                                            G Aye you get seven long years penal servitude, to be spent off in Van Daemons Land      F                          Am          F             G7           F Far away from your friends and relations, betrayed by the Black Velvet Band"      F Her eyes they shown like diamonds                                G I thought her the queen of the land         F                     Am And her hair it hung over her shoulder      F         G7           F Tied up with a Black Velvet Band ### Repeat chorus below or see alternative with additional verse not on the recording ###
FHer eyes they shown like diamonds                                G I thought her the queen of the land
        F                     Am And her hair it hung over her shoulder      F         G7           F Tied up with a Black Velvet Band ### Alternative with an additional verse not on the recording ### Interlude: F   G7   F F                                                      G So come all ye jolly young fellows a warning take from me     F                    Am               F            G        F Whenever you're into the liquor me lads beware of the pretty colleen              F                                                        G For they'll fill you with whiskey and porter till you are not able to stand         F                        Am                  F         G            F And the very next thing that you know me lads you've landed in Van Daemon's Land      F Her eyes they shown like diamonds                                G I thought her the queen of the land         F                     Am And her hair it hung over her shoulder      F         G7           F Tied up with a Black Velvet Band      F Her eyes they shown like diamonds                                G I thought her the queen of the land          F                    Am And her hair it hung over her shoulder      F         G7           F Tied up with a Black Velvet Band