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Artiste:
High Kings (The)
Titre:
The Black Velvet Band
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In a neat little town they call Belfast Apprenticed to trade I was bound Oh, many an hour's sweet happiness Have I spent in that neat little town But a sad misfortune came over me Which caused me to stray from the land Far away from my 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, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band I took a stroll down Broadway Oh meaning not long for to stay When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid Come a-traipsing along the highway She was both fair and handsome Her neck, it was just like a swan's And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Her eyes, they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band So I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid And a gentleman passing us by Oh, I knew she meant the undoing of him By the look in her roguish black eye A gold watch, she took from his pocket And slipped it right into my hand And the very first thing that I said was Bad 'cess to the black velvet band Her eyes, they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Seven long years' penal servitude I spent down in Van Diemen's Land Far away from my 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, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Her eyes, they shone like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band