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    The Black Velvet Band
    Album: I Love Sing Along Irish Pub Favorites
    Albums:
    I Love Ireland

     
    Traditional
    Van Dieman's Land (Tasmania) was first colonised by the British in 1803. In 1807 the first convicts, transported from Britain, arrived, and thousands more were to follow, until 1853 when the transportation system was abolished. This is one of many transportation songs. Tasmanian whalers are known to have had a version of this song, The Hat With the Velvet Band, which served them as a working, drinking and fighting song.  
     

     
    In a neat little town they call Belfast,
    Apprenticed tae trade I was bound
    Aye an' many an hour of sweet happiness
    I spent in that neat little town
    Till a sad misfortune which caused me
    To stray from the land
    Far away from me friends and relations
    To follow the black velvet band

    Chorus:
    Her eyes they shone like the diamonds
    You'd think she was queen of the land
    And her hair hung over her shoulder
    Tied up with a black velvet band.

    As I went strolling down Broadway
    Not meaning to go very far
    I met with a frolicksome damsel
    Selling her trade in a bar
    When a watch she took from a customer
    And slipped it right into my hand
    Then the law came and put me in prison
    Bad luck with her black velvet band

    Next morning before judge and jury
    For trial I had to appear
    Well the judge he said, "Me young fellow,
    The case against you is quite clear.
    And seven long years is your sentence
    You're going to Van Dieman's Land
    Far away from your friends and relations"
    To follow the black velvet band

    Chorus

    So come all ye jolly young fellows
    I'll have you take warning by me
    Whenever your into the liquor me lads
    Beware of the pretty colleens.
    For they'll fill you with whiskey and porter
    Till you are not able to stand
    And the very next thing that ye know me lads
    You've landed in "Van Dieman's Land".

    Chorus

     

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