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1.In a neat little town they call Belfast,
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An apprentice boy I was bound,
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And many's the happy hour
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I have spent in that neat little town.
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But bad misfortune o'ertook me,
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And caused me to stray from the land,
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Far away from my friends and relations,
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Betrayed by the black velvet band.
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2. Oh, one evening late as I rambled,
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Not meaning to go very far,
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When I met with a gay young deceiver.
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She was plyin' her trade in a bar.
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Oh, her eyes they shone like the diamonds,
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And I thought her the pride of the land,
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And her hair hung over her shoulders,
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Tied up with a black velvet band.
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3. Oh, one evening a flashman, a watchman
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She happened to meet on the sly.
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I could tell that her mind it was altered,
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By the roll of her roving dark eye.
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Oh, that watch she took from his pocket.
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She slipped it right into my hand.
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Then she gave me in charge to the policeman.
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Bad luck to the black velvet band.
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4. Now before the Lord Mayor I was taken.
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My guilt they proved quite plain,
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And he said if I was not mistaken,
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I should have to cross the salt main.
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Now its sixteen long years have they gave me,
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To plough upon Van Dieman's land,
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Far away from my friends and relations,
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A curse on the black velvet band.
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5. So come all ye jolly young fellows,
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I'll have ye take warning from me.
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Whenever you're out on the liquor,
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Beware of them pretty colleens.
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They'll treat you to whiskey and porter,
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Till you are not able to stand;
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And the very next thing that you know, my lads,
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You'll end up in Van Dieman's land.
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