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Tied Up with a Black Velvet Band - The Irish Rovers
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Tied Up with a Black Velvet Band The Irish Rovers

Tied Up with a Black Velvet Band - The Irish Rovers
[Verse 1]
In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprentice to trade, I was bound
And many's the hour sweet happiness
Oh, I spent in that neat little town
'Til bad misfortune came over me
That 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 would think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band

[Verse 2]
As I went walkin' down broadway
Not mеaning to stay very long
I met with a frolic some damsеl
As she came a-dropping the lone
A watch she pulled out of her pocket
She slipped it right into me hands
Then the law came and put me in prison
Bad luck to her black velvet band
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