CHORUS
	G
	Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
	D
	I thought her the queen of the land,
	G                              Em
	and her hair it hung over her shoulder,
	C                   D                G
	tied up with a black velvet band.
	G
	1. In a neat little town they call Belfast,
	D
	apprentice to trade I was bound,
	G                           Em
	many an hour sweet happiness
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	have I spent in that neat little town.
	G
	A sad misfortune came over me,
	D
	which caused me to stray from the land.
	G                                      Em
	Far away from my friends and relations,
	C                   D                G
	betrayed by the black velvet band.
	CHORUS
	G
	Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
	D
	I thought her the queen of the land,
	G                              Em
	and her hair it hung over her shoulder,
	C                   D                G
	tied up with a black velvet band.
	G                                                                                D
	2. I took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not long for to stay,
	G                              Em
	when who should I meet but this pretty fair maid,
	C                   D                G
	come a traipsing along the high way.
	She was both fair and handsome,
	C               D
	her neck it was just like a swan's.
	G
	And her hair it hung over her shoulder,
	a                D                G
	tied up with  a black velvet band.
	CHORUS
	G
	Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
	D
	I thought her the queen of the land,
	G                              Em
	and her hair it hung over her shoulder,
	C                   D                G
	tied up with a black velvet band.
	G
	3. I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid,
	D
	and a gentleman passing us by.
	G                              Em
	Well, I knew she meant the doing of him,
	a              D                     G
	by the look in her roguish black eye.
	A gold watch she took from his pocket,
	C           D
	and placed it right into my hand,
	G
	And the very first thing that I said was:
	a                 D                G
	'Bad cess to the black velvet band'.
	CHORUS
	G
	Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
	D
	I thought her the queen of the land,
	G                              Em
	and her hair it hung over her shoulder,
	C                   D                G
	tied up with a black velvet band.
	G
	4. Before the judge and the jury
	D
	next morning I had to appear.
	G                              Em
	The judge he says to me, 'Young man,
	a              D         G
	your case it is proven clear.
	We'll give you seven years penal servitude,
	C                  D
	to be spent far away from the land,
	G
	far away from your friends and companions,
	a                    D                 G
	betrayed by the black velvet band'
	CHORUS
	G
	Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
	D
	I thought her the queen of the land,
	G                              Em
	and her hair it hung over her shoulder,
	C                   D                G
	tied up with a black velvet band.