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In a  
[G]neat little town they call Belfast apprenticed to  
[C]trade I was  
[D]bound, 

[G]Many an hour sweet happiness 

Have I  
[Am]spent in that  
[D]neat little  
[G]town. 

'Till a sad misfortune came o'er me, And caused me to  
[C]stray from the  
[D]land. 

Far a  
[G]way from my friends and relations, 

Be  
[Am]trayed by the  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band. 

Her  
[G]eyes they shone like diamonds, 

I thought her the  
[C]queen of the  
[D]land, 

And her  
[G]hair hung over her shoulder, 

Tied  
[Am]up with a  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band. 

I  
[G]took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not  
[C]long for to  
[D]stay, 

When  
[G]who should I meet but this pretty fair maid, 

Come a  
[Am]traipsing a  
[D]long the high 
[G]way. 

She was both fair and handsome, Her neck it was  
[C]just like a  
[D]swan's. 

And her  
[G]hair hung over her shoulder, 

Tied  
[Am]up with a  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band. 

Her  
[G]eyes they shone like diamonds, 

I thought her the  
[C]queen of the  
[D]land, 

And her  
[G]hair hung over her shoulder, 

Tied  
[Am]up with a  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band. 

I  
[G]took a stroll with this pretty fair maid, and a gentleman  
[C]passing us  
[D]by. 

Well, I  
[G]knew she meant the doing of him, 

By the  
[Am]look in her  
[D]roguish black  
[G]eye. 

A gold watch she took from his pocket, And placed it  
[C]right into my  
[D]hand, 

And the  
[G]very first thing that I said was: 

"Bad  
[Am]cess to the  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band". 

Her  
[G]eyes they shone like diamonds, 

I thought her the  
[C]queen of the  
[D]land, 

And her  
[G]hair hung over her shoulder, 

Tied  
[Am]up with a  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band. 

Be 
[G]fore the judge and the jury next morning I  
[C]had to ap 
[D]pear. 

The  
[G]judge he says to me, "Young fellow, 

The  
[Am]case against  
[D]you is quite  
[G]clear. 

Seven long years is your sentence, To be spent far a  
[C]way from this  
[D]land, 

Far a  
[G]way from your friends and relations, 

Be  
[Am]trayed by the  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band". 

So  
[G]come all ye jolly young fellows, a  
[C]warning take by  
[D]me 

When  
[G]you're out on the town me lads, 

Be 
[Am]ware of the  
[D]pretty col 
[G]leens 

They'll feed you with strong drink me lads, till you are un 
[C]able to  
[D]stand 

And the  
[G]very first thing that you know is, 

you've  
[Am]landed in  
[D]Van Diemen's  
[G]Land  

Her  
[G]eyes they shone like diamonds, 

I thought her the  
[C]queen of the  
[D]land, 

And her  
[G]hair hung over her shoulder, 

Tied  
[Am]up with a  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band. 

(Last time!) 

Her  
[G]eyes they shone like diamonds, 

Her neck it was  
[C]just like a  
[D]swan's. 

And her  
[G]hair hung over her shoulder, 

Tied  
[Am]up with a  
[D]black velvet  
[G]band.