The Black Velvet Band

The High Kings · The High Kings [2008]

In a neat little town they call Belfast

Apprenticed to trade I was bound

Many an hours sweet happiness

Have I spent in that neat little town

A sad misfortune came over me

Which caused me to stray from the land

Far away from my friends and relations

Betrayed by the black velvet band



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Her eyes they shone like diamonds

I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair it hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band



I took a stroll down Broadway

Meaning not long for to stay

When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid

Come a trapsing along the highway

She was both fair and handsome

Her neck it was just like a swans

And her hair it hung over her shoulder

Tied up with a black velvet band



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I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid

And a gentleman passing us by

Oh I knew she meant the un-doing of him

By the look in her roguish black eye

A gold watch she took from his pocket

And slipped it right in to my hand

And the very first thing that I said was

Bad 'cess to the black velvet band



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Seven long years penal servitude

I spent down in Van Diemen's Land

Far away from my friends and relations

Betrayed by the black velvet band



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