This song is pretty easy, its just the timing thats tricky(ish) if you sing along at the of original. I have merely merged two versions together and added bits i thought were missing etc.its perfect, but hey... G C Well, in a neat little town they call Belfast, A7 D7 apprentice to trade I was bound G Em Many an hours sweet happiness, C D7 G have I spent in that neat little town C A7 D7 A sad misfortune came over me, which caused me to stray from the land G Em C G Far away from my friends and relations, betrayed by the black velvet band G C Her eyes they shone like diamonds D7 I thought her the queen of the land G Em And her hair it hung over her shoulder C D7 G 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 comes a tripping along the highway She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was just like a swans 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 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 goldwatch she took from his pocket and placed it right in to my hand And the very first thing that I said was bad luck 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 Before the judge and the jury, next morning I had to appear The judge he says to me: "Young man, your case it is proven clear We'll give you seven years penal servitude, to be spent faraway from the land Far away from your friends and companions, 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 So come all you jolly young fellows a warning take by me When you are out on the town me lads, beware of them pretty colleens For they feed you with strong drink, "Oh yeah", 'til you are unable to stand And the very next thing that you'll know is you've landed in Van Diemens Land 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