Intro Dm G7 C C
In a C neat little town they call Belfast, apprenticed to trade I was G bound,
and C Many an Em hour of sweet Am* hap G* pi C* ness
Have I Dm spent in that G7 neat little C town.
'Till a sad misfortune came o'er me, and caused me to stray from the G land.
Far a C way from Em my friends and re-Am* la-G*-a-C*-tions,
Be-Dmtrayed by the G7 black velvet C band.
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.
I C took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not long for to G stay,
When C who should I Em meet but this Am* pretty G* fair C* maid,
Come a Dm traipsing a-G7long the high-Cway.
She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was just like a G swan's.
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.
I C took a stroll with this pretty fair maid, and a gentleman passing us G by.
Well, I C knew she Em meant the Am* doing G* of C* him,
By the Dm look in her G7 roguish black C eye.
A gold watch she took from his pocket, and placed it right into my G hand,
And the C very first Em thing that I Am* sa-G*-id C* was
"Bad Dm ‘cess to the G7 black velvet C band".
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.
BeCfore the judge and the jury, next morning I had to ap-Gpear.
And the C judge he Em says to Am* me, G* "Young C* Man,
The Dm case against you is G7 proving C clear.
We’ll give you seven years penal servitude, to be spent far away from this G land,
Far a-Cway from your Em friends and com-Am* pa-G*-ni-C*-ons,,
Be-Dmtrayed by the G7 black velvet C band.
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.
So Ccome on you jolly young fellows, a warning take from Gme
When you’re Cout on the Em town me Am* bo-G*-oo-C*oys,
Be-Dm ware theG7 pretty CColleen
For they will fill you with strong drink, me lads, ‘Till you’re unable toG stand
And the C very last thing Em that you will Am*kn Gow is
You’re Dm landed in G7 van-demons C land
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.