Black Velvet Band
Her eyes, they shone like diamonds; you'd think she was queen of the land,
With her hair hung over her shoulders, tied up with a black velvet band.
In a little old town they call Belfast, not intending to stay very long,
I met with a frolicsome damsel, as she came a-trippin' along.
A watch she pulled out of her pocket, and she slipped it right into my hand,
On the very first day that I met her . . . bad luck to the black velvet band! chorus
Before judge and the jury next morning, the both of us did appear,
A gentleman claimed his jewelry; the case against us was clear. chorus
It was seven long years transportation, right down to Van Dieman's land,
Far away from me friends and companions, betrayed bt that black velvet band. chorus
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