Black Velvet Band - The Dubliners - 60 bpm

In a 
G
neat little 

town they call 

Belfast, 

app

renticed to 

trade I was 
D
bound 

And 
G
many's the 

hour of sweet 
Em
happi

ness, I 
C
spent in that 
D
neat little 
G
town 

Till 
G
sad mis

fortune came 

over me, 

which 

caused me to 

stray from the 
D
land 

Far a
G
way from me 

friends and re
Em
la-

tions, be
C
trayed by the 
D
black velvet 
G
band 

	Her 
G
eyes they 

shone like 

diamonds, 

you'd 

think she was 

queen of the 
D
land

	And her 
G
hair hung 

over her 
Em
shoul

ders, tied 
C
up with a 
D
black velvet 
G
band 

I 
G
took a 

stroll with this 

pretty fair 

maid, and a 

gentleman 

passing us 
D
by 

I 
G
knew she 

meant the un
Em
doing of 

me, by the 
C
look in her 
D
roguish black 
G
eye 

A 
G
gold watch she 

took from his 

pocket,

and she 

placed it right 

into me 
D
hand 

And the 
G
very first 

thing that I 
Em
thought 

was, bad 
C
luck to the 
D
black velvet 
G
band 

Now be
G
fore a 

judge and a 

jury, 

next 

morning I 

had to ap
D
pear 

Oh the 
G
judge he 

said to 
Em
me Young 

man, your 
C
case is 
D
proven 
G
clear 

We'll 
G
give you seven 

years' penal 

servitude, 

to be 

spent far a

way from the 
D
land. 

Far a
G
way from your 

friends and re
Em
la-

tions, be
C
trayed by the 
D
black velvet 
G
band 

So 
G
come all ye 

jolly young 

fellows, 

and a 

warning 

take by 
D
me 

For 
G
when you are 

out on the 
Em
town me 

lads, be
C
ware of them 
D
pretty col
G
leens 

For they'll 
G
feed you with 

strong ale and 

whiskey, 

un

til you are un

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