Lyrics:

In a neat little town they call Boston Apprenticed to trade I was bound And many an hour's sweet happiness I spent in that neat little town Then bad misfortune befell me That caused me to stray from the land Far away from my friends and companions To follow the black velvet band Well, I was out strolling one evening Not intending to stay very long When I met with a pretty young damsel Who was selling her trade in the bar. When I watched, she took from a customer And slipped it right into my hand Then the Watch came and put me in prison Bad luck to the black velvet band Her eyes they shone like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the land And her hair hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Before judge and jury next morning Both of us did appear A gentleman claimed his jury And the case against us was clear Now seven long years transportation Right down to Van Dieman's land Far away from my friends and companions To follow the black velvet band Her eyes they shone like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the land And her hair hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band So come all you jolly young fellows I'd have you take warning by me Whenever you're out on the liquor Beware of the pretty colleen Her eyes they shone like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the land And her hair hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Her eyes they shone like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the land And her hair hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band B