The Black Velvet Band - Irish folk

In a ^Fneat little town they call Belfast apprenticed to trade I was ^Gbound And ^Fmany an hour of sweet ^Amhappiness I ^Fspent in that ^Gneat little ^Ftown Till ^Fbad misfortune came over me and caused me to stray from the ^Gland Far a^Fway from me friends and re^Amlations me ^Ffollowed the ^GBlack Velvet ^FBand

Her ^Feyes they shown like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the ^Gland And her ^Fhair hung over her ^Amshoulder Tied ^Fup with a ^GBlack Velvet ^FBand

Well ^FI went out strolling one evening not meaning to go very ^Gfar When I ^Fmet with a fickle-some ^Amdamsel she was ^Fplying her ^Gtrade in a ^Fbar When a ^Fwatch she took from a customer and slipped it right into me ^Ghand And the ^Flaw it came and a^Amrrested me bad ^Fluck to your ^GBlack Velvet ^FBand

Her ^Feyes they shown like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the ^Gland And her ^Fhair hung over her ^Amshoulder Tied ^Fup with a ^GBlack Velvet ^FBand

This ^Fmornin' before judge and jury a trial I had to ap^Gpear And the ^Fjudge he says "me y^Amoung fellow&^Fquot; the cas^Ge against you^F is quite clear And ^Fseven long years is your sentence you're going to Van Daemons ^GLand Far a^Fway from your friends and re^Amlations and ^Ffollow the ^GBlack Velvet ^FBand

Her ^Feyes they shown like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the ^Gland And her ^Fhair hung over her ^Amshoulder Tied ^Fup with a ^GBlack Velvet ^FBand

So ^Fcome all ye jolly young fellows I'll have you take warnin' from ^Gme When^Fever you're into the ^Amliquor me lads be^Fware of the ^Gpretty col^Fleen For they'll ^Ffill you with whiskey and porter till you are not able to ^Gstand And the ^Fvery next thing that you ^Amknow me lads you've ^Flanded in ^GVan Daemon's ^FLand

Her ^Feyes they shown like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the ^Gland And her ^Fhair hung over her ^Amshoulder Tied ^Fup with a ^GBlack Velvet ^FBand