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Following conventional lyric notation practice, words are broken into syllables to interpret the phrasing of the lyrics. Each word syllable in the lyrics below represents a note on the vocal part of this arrangement. A hyphen '-' or trailing hyphens following a word syllable indicates that the word syllable is extended over more than one note.
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Title:Black Velvet Band
Key Signature:D Major
Artist:The Dubliners
Songwriter:Traditional. Arrangement. The Dubliners
Copyright:Traditional(Public Domain)
HR:MN:SC
Total Running Time:00:04:40
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In a neat lit-tle town they call Bel-fast,
ap-pren-tice to trade I was bound

and man-y an hours - sweet hap-pi-ness,
have I spent in that neat lit-tle town

A sad mis-for-tune came o-ver me,
which caused me to stray from the land
Far a-way from my

friends and re-la--tions,
be-trayed by the black vel-vet band

Her eyes they shone - like dia-monds
I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair it hung o-ver her shoul--der
Tied up with a black vel-vet band

I took a stroll - down Broad-way,
mean-ing not long for to stay
When who should I meet

but this pret-ty fair maid
comes traip-sing a-long the high-way

She was both fair - and hand-some,
Her neck it was just like a swans

And her hair it hung o-ver her shoul--der,
tied up with a black vel-vet band

Her eyes they shone - like dia-monds
I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair it hung o-ver her shoul--der
Tied up with a black vel-vet band

I took a stroll with this pret-ty fair maid,
and a gen-tle-man pas-sing us by

Well I knew she meant - the do-ing of him,
by the look in her ro-guish black eye

A gold watch she took from his pock-et
and placed it right in to my hand

And the ver-y first thing that I said
- was bad luck to the black vel-vet band

Her eyes they shone - like dia-monds
I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair it hung o-ver her shoul--der
Tied up with a black vel-vet band

Be-fore the judge and the ju-ry,
next morn-ing I had to ap-pear

The judge he says - to me
'Young man, your case it is prov--en clear'

'We'll give you sev-en years
pe-nal ser-vi-tude,
to be spent far-a-way from the land

Far a-way from your
friends and com-pan--ions,
be-trayed by the black vel-vet band'

Her eyes they shone - like dia-monds
I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair it hung o-ver her shoul--der
Tied up with a black vel-vet band

So come all you jol--ly young fel-lows
a warn--ing take - by me

When you are out on the town me lads,
be-ware of them pret-ty col-leens

They'll feed you with - strong drink, me lads
'til you are un-a-ble to stand

And the ver-y first thing that you'll know
- is you've land-ed in Van Die-mens Land

Her eyes they shone - like dia-monds
I thought her the queen of the land

And her hair it hung o-ver her shoul--der
Tied up with a black vel-vet band