Artist: The High Kings
[INTRO]
[C]
[VERSE]
In a [G]neat little town they call Belfast
Apprenticed to trade I was [D]bound
For [G]many an hour's sweet happi[Em]ness
Have I [Am]spent in that [D]neat little [C]town
[VERSE]
But a [G]sad misfortune came over me
Which caused me to stray from the [D]land
Far a[G]way from my friends and rela[Em]tions
Be[Am]trayed by the [D]black velvet [C]band
[CHORUS]
Her [G]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [D]land
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band
[VERSE]
I [G]took a stroll down Broadway
Oh, meaning not long for to [D]stay
When [G]who should I meet but this pretty fair [Em]maid
Come a'[Am]traipsing a[D]long the high[C]way
[VERSE]
She [G]was both fair and handsome
Her neck it was just like a [D]swan's
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band
[CHORUS]
Her [G]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [D]land
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [C]band
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[C] [Em] [Am] [D]
[VERSE]
I [G]took a stroll with this pretty fair maid
And a gentleman passing us [D]by
Oh, I [G]knew that she meant the un[Em]doing of him
By the [Am]look in her [D]roguish black [C]eye
[VERSE]
A [G]gold watch she took from his pocket
And slipped it right into my [D]hand
And the [G]very first thing that I said [Em]was
"A [Am]curse to the b[D]lack velvet [C]band"
[CHORUS]
Her [G]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [D]land
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band
[VERSE]
[G]Seven long years penal servitude
To be spent down in Van Diemen's [D]Land
Far a[G]way from my friends and rela[Em]tions
Be[Am]trayed by the [D]black velvet [C]band
[CHORUS]
Her [A]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [E]land
And her [A]hair it hung over her [F#m]shoulder
Tied [Bm]up with a [E]black velvet [A]band
[CHORUS]
Her [A]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [E]land
And her [A]hair it hung over her [F#m]shoulder
Tied [Bm]up with a [E]black velvet [A]band
[C]
[VERSE]
In a [G]neat little town they call Belfast
Apprenticed to trade I was [D]bound
For [G]many an hour's sweet happi[Em]ness
Have I [Am]spent in that [D]neat little [C]town
[VERSE]
But a [G]sad misfortune came over me
Which caused me to stray from the [D]land
Far a[G]way from my friends and rela[Em]tions
Be[Am]trayed by the [D]black velvet [C]band
[CHORUS]
Her [G]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [D]land
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band
[VERSE]
I [G]took a stroll down Broadway
Oh, meaning not long for to [D]stay
When [G]who should I meet but this pretty fair [Em]maid
Come a'[Am]traipsing a[D]long the high[C]way
[VERSE]
She [G]was both fair and handsome
Her neck it was just like a [D]swan's
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band
[CHORUS]
Her [G]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [D]land
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [C]band
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[C] [Em] [Am] [D]
[VERSE]
I [G]took a stroll with this pretty fair maid
And a gentleman passing us [D]by
Oh, I [G]knew that she meant the un[Em]doing of him
By the [Am]look in her [D]roguish black [C]eye
[VERSE]
A [G]gold watch she took from his pocket
And slipped it right into my [D]hand
And the [G]very first thing that I said [Em]was
"A [Am]curse to the b[D]lack velvet [C]band"
[CHORUS]
Her [G]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [D]land
And her [G]hair it hung over her [Em]shoulder
Tied [Am]up with a [D]black velvet [G]band
[VERSE]
[G]Seven long years penal servitude
To be spent down in Van Diemen's [D]Land
Far a[G]way from my friends and rela[Em]tions
Be[Am]trayed by the [D]black velvet [C]band
[CHORUS]
Her [A]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [E]land
And her [A]hair it hung over her [F#m]shoulder
Tied [Bm]up with a [E]black velvet [A]band
[CHORUS]
Her [A]eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the [E]land
And her [A]hair it hung over her [F#m]shoulder
Tied [Bm]up with a [E]black velvet [A]band
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