Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Logan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Kelly
Songwriter
Barney McKenna
Songwriter
John Sheahan
Songwriter
Ciarán Bourke
Songwriter
Ronnie Drew
Songwriter
[traditional]
Composer
Johnny Logan
Adapter
H.C. Röder
Adapter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny Logan
Producer
H.C. Röder
Producer
peter iversen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprentice to trade I was bound
And many an hour's sweet happiness
Have I spent in that neat little town
[Verse 2]
A sad misfortune came over me
Which caused me to stray from the land
Far away from me friends and relations
Betrayed by the black velvet band
[Verse 3]
Her eyes, they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair, it hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
She was both fair and handsome
Her neck, it was just like a swan's
And her hair, it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
I took a stroll with this fair maid
And a gentleman passing us by
Well, I knew that she meant the doing of him
By the look in her roguish black eye
[Verse 8]
A gold watch she took form his pocket
And placed it right into my hand
And the very first thing that I said was
Bad luck to the black velvet band
[Verse 9]
Her eyes, they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair, it hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band
[Verse 10]
Before the judge and the jury
Next morning I had to appear
And the judge he says to me young man
Your case, it is proven clear
[Verse 11]
We'll give you seven years penal servitude
To be spent far away from the land
Far away from your friends and companions
Betrayed by the black velvet band
[Verse 12]
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
[Verse 13]
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
[Verse 14]
For they will feed you with strong drink
Till you are unable to stand
And the very next thing that you'll know is
You've landed in Van Diemen's land
[Verse 15]
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
[Verse 16]
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
Written by: Barney McKenna, Ciarán Bourke, Drew, John Sheahan, Luke Kelly, [traditional]