a neat little town they call Belfast,
Apprenticed to trade I was bound,
With gaeity and bright amusement,
all the days go around,
Till a strange misfortune came over me,
Which caused me to stray from the land,
from my friends and relations,
Betrayed by the Black Velvet Band.
As I went walking down Broadway,
to stay very long,
Who should I see, but a fine colleen,
As she came a-traipsing along.
A watch she pulled out of
And slipped it right into my hand,
On the very first day that I met her,
Bad luck to the black velvet
Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
You? think her the queen of the land,
And her hair hung over her
Tied up with a black velvet band.
Before the judge and the jury,
The next morning we both did appear,
the gentlemen swore to the jury,
The case was proven quite clear,
For seven years transportation,
Down to the Van
Far away from my friends and relations,
To follow the Black Velvet Band.
Oh all you brave young
A warning now take you from me,
Beware of the pretty young damsels,
You might meet around in Tralee.
treat you to whiskey and porter,
Until you?e unable to stand,
And before you have time to leave them,
You?l be sent
down to Van Diemans Land.