;Black Velvet Band
;Trad.
 
.     D                          G   D
 In a neat little town they call Belfast 
.    D                      A
 Apprenticed to trade I was bound
.    D                    Bm
 And many an hour’s sweet happiness
.  Em                 A7     D
 I spent in that neat little town 
.       D                   G    D
 Till a sad misfortune came over me
.    D                           A
 And caused me to stray from the land
.      D                        Bm
 Far away from me friends and relations 
.  Em            A7           D
 Betrayed by the black velvet band.
 
 
[chorus] 
.    D                    G   D
 Her eyes they shone like diamonds
.  D                            A 
 I thought she was queen of the land 
.        D                     Bm
 And her hair it hung over her shoulder 
.     Em        A7           D
 Tied up with a black velvet band.
 
 
.   D                    G   D
 As I went strolling one evening
.    D                  A
 Not meaning to go very far
.  D                    Bm
 I spied a pretty young damsel
.  Em         A7           D
 Parading her wares in the bar
.  D                     G     D
 A watch she took from a customer
.    D                      A
 And slipped it right into my hand
.         D                      Bm
 Then the law came and put me in prison
.    Em          A7           D
 Bad luck to her black velvet band
[repeat chorus]
 
 
.  D                      G  D
 Before the judge and the jury
.     D                   A
 Next morning I had to appear.
.        D                         Bm
 And the judge said “Me fine young fellow
.    Em           A7           D
 The case against you is quite clear,
.    D                        G   D
 For seven long years is your sentence,
.       D                     A
 You're going to Van Diemen's Land,
.  D                          Bm
 Away from your friends and relations,
.   Em         A7           D
 To follow the black velvet band”
 
 
[repeat chorus]
 
 
.   D                        G   D
 So come all you jolly young fellows
.  D                          A
 A warning you will take from me
.     D                  Bm
 When you are out on the town me lads
.  Em          A7         D
 Beware of the pretty colleen
.       D                         G   D
 She’ll fill you with whiskey and porter
.   D                   A
 Until you’re unable to stand
.        D                        Bm
 And the very next thing that you know me lads
.       Em        A7          D
 You’ve landed in Van Diemens Land.
 
 
[repeat chorus x 2]