{t:Black Velvet Band}
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In a [G]neat little town they call Belfast
Apprenticed to trade I was [D]bound [D]
And [G]many an hour of sweet [Em]happiness
I [C]spent in that [D]neat little [G]town [G]
Till [G]bad misfortune came o’er me
And caused me to stray from the [D]land
Far a-[G]way from me friends and re-[Em]lations
Be-[C]trayed by the [D]black velvet [G]band [G]
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Her [G]eyes they shone like the diamonds [G]
You’d think she was queen of the [D]land [D]
And her [G]hair hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [C]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band [G]
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Well [G]I was out strolling one evening
Not meaning to go very [D]far [D]
When I [G]met with a ficklesome [Em]damsel
She was [C]selling her [D]trade in the [G]bar [G]
When a [G]watch she took from a customer
And slipped it right into me [D]hand [D]
Then the [G]law came and put me in [Em]prison
Bad [C]luck to her [D]black velvet [G]band [G]
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Her [G]eyes they shone like the diamonds [G]
You’d think she was queen of the [D]land [D]
And her [G]hair hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [C]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band [G]
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This [G]mornin’ before judge and jury
For trial I had to ap-[D]pear [D]
Then the [G]judge, he says “me young [Em]fellow
The [C]case against [D]you is quite [G]clear [G]
And [G]seven long years is your sentence
You’re going to Van Diemen’s [D]Land” [D]
Far a-[G]way from your friends and re-[Em]lations
Be-[C]trayed by the [D]black velvet [G]band” [G]
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Her [G]eyes they shone like the diamonds [G]
You’d think she was queen of the [D]land [D]
And her [G]hair hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [C]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band [G]
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So come [G]all ye jolly young fellows
I’ll have you take warnin’ by [D]me [D]
And when-[G]ever you’re out on the [Em]liquor me lads
Be-[C]ware of the [D]pretty col-[G]leens [G]
For they’ll [G]fill you with whiskey and porter
Till you are not able to [D]stand [D]
And the [G]very next thing that you [Em]know me lads
You’ve [C]landed in [D]Van Diemen’s [G]Land [G]↓
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Her [G]eyes they shone like the diamonds [G]
You’d think she was queen of the [D]land [D]
And her [G]hair hung over her [Em]shoulder
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Tied [C]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band [G]
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{t:Black Velvet Band}
