The Black Velvet Band
The Dubliners Nr.: 86
Well, in a neat little town they called Belfast Apprenticed to trade I was boundAnd many an hour's sweet happinessHave I spent in that neat little town A sad misfortune came over meWhich caused me to stray from the landFar away from me friends and relationsBetrayed by the black velvet band Her eyes they shown like diamondsI thought her the queen of the landAnd her hair, it hung over her shoulderTied up with a black velvet band I took a stroll down BroadwayMeaning not long for to stayWhen who should I meet but this pretty fair maidCome a-traipsing along the highway She was both fair and handsomeHer neck, it was just like a swanAnd her hair, it hung over her shoulderTied up with a black velvet band Her eyes they shown like diamondsI thought her the queen of the landAnd her hair, it hung over her shoulderTied up with a black velvet band I took a stroll with this pretty fair maidAnd a gentleman passing us byWell, I knew she meant the doing of himBy the look in her roguish black eye A gold watch she took from his pocketAnd placed it right into my handAnd the very first thing that I said, wasBad 'cess to the black velvet band Her eyes they shown like diamondsI thought her the queen of the landAnd her hair, it hung over her shoulderTied up with a black velvet band Before the judge and the juryNext morning, I had to appearThe judge, he says to me"Young man, you're case it is proven clear We'll give you seven years penal servitudeTo be spent far away from the landFar away from your friends and relationsBetrayed by the black velvet band" Her eyes they shown like diamondsI thought her the queen of the landAnd her hair, it hung over her shoulderTied up with a black velvet band