Lyrics

In a neat little town called Belfast Apprentice to trade I was bound And many as the Pleasant Hour I spent in that sweet little town Till as sad misfortune came over me That caused me to stray from the land Far away from me friends and relations Betrayed by the black velvet band Her eyes, they shone like diamonds It swears she was Queen of the Land And her hair hung over her shoulders Tied up with a black velvet band As I went walking down Broadway All meaning not long for to stay But who should I meet with this pretty fair maid Come tripping along the highway She was both fair and handsome Her neck, it was just like a swan And her hair hung over her shoulders Tied up with a black velvet band Her eyes, they shone like diamonds It swears she was Queen of the Land And her hair hung over her shoulders Tied up with a black velvet band I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid And a gentleman passing us by I knew she meant the doing of him By the look in her roguish black eye A watch she took out of his pocket And placed it right into my hand And the very first thing that I said was Bad luck with your black velvet band Her eyes, they shone like diamonds It'd swear she was Queen of the Land And her hair hung over her shoulders Tied up with a black velvet band For judge and jury, the next morning The both of us did appear And the gentleman claiming his jewelry The case against us is clear All seven long years transportation Right on down to Vast Demon's Land Far away from your friends and relations Betrayed by the black velvet band Her eyes, they shone like diamonds It swears she was Queen of the Land And her hair hung over her shoulders Tied up with a black velvet band