Black Velvet Band
Traditional
Waltz
3/4 | d - D - D - |
1 2 3
In a [G] neat little town they call Belfast
Ap- [G] prenticed to trade I was [D] bound
And [G] many an hour of sweet [Em] happiness
I [C] spent in that [D] neat little [G] town
Till [G] bad misfortune came o'er me
And [G] 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] ba
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
Well [G] I was out strolling one evening
Not [G] meaning to go very [D] far
When I [G] met with a ficklesome [Em] damsel
She was [C] selling her [D] trade in the [G] bar
When a [G] watch she took from a customer
And [G] slipped it right into me [D] hand
Then the [G] law came and put me in [Em] prison
Bad [C] luck to her [D] black velvet [G] band
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
This [G] mornin' before judge and jury
For [G] trial I had to ap- [D] pear
Then the [G] judge, he says “Me young [Em] fellow
The [C] case against [D] you is quite [G] clear
And [G] seven long years is your sentence
You're [G] going to Van Diemen's [D] Land
Far a- [G] way from your friends and re- [Em] lations
Be- [C] trayed by the [D] black velvet [G] band
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
So come [G] all ye jolly young fellows
I'll [G] have you take warnin' by [D] me
And when- [G] ever you're out on the [Em] liquor me lads
Be- [C] ware of the [D] pretty col- [G] leens
For they'll [G] fill you with whiskey and porter
Till [G] you are not able to [D] stand
And the [G] very next thing that you [Em] know me lads
You've [C] landed in [D] Van Diemen's [G] Land [G]
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C↓] up with a [D↓] black velvet [G↓] band
#Play along in this key with the Dubliners.
#Last Updated 3/19/19 JJ
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Traditional
Waltz
3/4 | d - D - D - |
1 2 3
In a [G] neat little town they call Belfast
Ap- [G] prenticed to trade I was [D] bound
And [G] many an hour of sweet [Em] happiness
I [C] spent in that [D] neat little [G] town
Till [G] bad misfortune came o'er me
And [G] 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] ba
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
Well [G] I was out strolling one evening
Not [G] meaning to go very [D] far
When I [G] met with a ficklesome [Em] damsel
She was [C] selling her [D] trade in the [G] bar
When a [G] watch she took from a customer
And [G] slipped it right into me [D] hand
Then the [G] law came and put me in [Em] prison
Bad [C] luck to her [D] black velvet [G] band
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
This [G] mornin' before judge and jury
For [G] trial I had to ap- [D] pear
Then the [G] judge, he says “Me young [Em] fellow
The [C] case against [D] you is quite [G] clear
And [G] seven long years is your sentence
You're [G] going to Van Diemen's [D] Land
Far a- [G] way from your friends and re- [Em] lations
Be- [C] trayed by the [D] black velvet [G] band
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
So come [G] all ye jolly young fellows
I'll [G] have you take warnin' by [D] me
And when- [G] ever you're out on the [Em] liquor me lads
Be- [C] ware of the [D] pretty col- [G] leens
For they'll [G] fill you with whiskey and porter
Till [G] you are not able to [D] stand
And the [G] very next thing that you [Em] know me lads
You've [C] landed in [D] Van Diemen's [G] Land [G]
Chorus
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band
Her [G] eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd [G] think she was queen of the [D] land
And her [G] hair hung over her [Em] shoulder
Tied [C↓] up with a [D↓] black velvet [G↓] band
#Play along in this key with the Dubliners.
#Last Updated 3/19/19 JJ
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