The Black Velvet Band - текст песни
The Black Velvet Band
In a neat little town they call Belfast,
Apprenticed to trade I was bound,
And many an hourґs sweet happiness,
Have I spent in that neat little town.
A sad misfortune came over me,
Which caused me to stray from the land,
Far away from me friends and relations,
Betrayed by the black velvet band.
Her eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the queen of the land,
And her hair hung over her shoulders,
Tied up with a black velvet band.
I took a stroll down broadway,
Meaning not long for to stay,
When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid,
Coming trapsing along the highway.
She was both fair and handsome,
Her neck it was just like a swan,
And her hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied up with a black velvet band.
I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid,
And a gentleman passing us by,
Well I knew she meant the doing of him,
By the look in her roguish black eye.
A gold watch she took from his pocket,
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