Black Velvet bandHer eyes they shone like diamonds, You'd think she was queen of the land. And her hair hung over her shoulders Tied up with a black velvet band. As I went walking down Broadway Not intending to stay very long I met with this frolicsome damsel As she came a-tripping along. A watch she pulled from her pocket And slipped it right into my hand. On the very first day that I met her Bad luck to her black velvet band. Chorus Before the judge and jury Next morning we both did appear A gentleman claimed his jewellery And the case against us was clear. Seven long years transportation Right on down to "Van Diemens Land." Far away from my friends and relations, To follow the black velvet band. Chorus x 2 |