An d her hair hung over her shoulders,
Tied up with a black velvet band.
In a neat little town they called Belfast,
Apprentice to trade I was bound.
Have I spent in that neat little town.
Till a sad misfortune came over me
Which caused me to stray from the land
Betrayed by a black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
Under her, hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
As I was walking down Broadway
Meaning not long for to stay
Well, who should I meet but
Come a -traipsin' along the highway
She was both fair and handsome
Her neck it was just like a swan's
And her hair 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 hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid
And the gentleman passing us by
Well, I knew she meant the doing of him
By the look in her roguish black eye
A gold watch she took from his pocket
And placed it right into me hand
And the very next thing that I knew was
I'd landed in Van Diemen's land
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band
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 quite clear
To be spent far away from the land
Far away from your friends
Access to the black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamond
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
