Black Velvet BandCifra de Teclado

*= mute chord 

(verse 1) (just pick these chords  folk style) 
     G 
In a neat little town they call Prockton 
                           D 
Apprenticed in trade I was bound 
    G       G/F#          Em 
And many an hour of sweet happiness 
  C             D           G 
I spent in that neat little town 
     G 
Then bad misfortune befell me 
                                D 
And caused me to stray from the land 
    G            G G F           Em 
Far away from my friends and companions 
   C          D            G 
To follow the black velvet band 

 

(verse 2) 
   G* 
As I as out strolling one evening 
                           D* 
Not intending to stay very long 
G       G/F#       Em 
I met a frolicsome damsel 
   C        D         G 
As she came tripping along 
  G* 
A watch she pulled out her pocket 
                             D* 
And slipped it right into my hand 
       G          G/F#         Em 
On the very first night that I met her 
    C           D            G 
Bad luck to the black velvet band 

    G 
Her eyes  they shone like the diamond 
                                 D 
You'd think she was queen of the land 
        G         G/F#     Em 
And her hair hung over her shoulder 
     C       D            G 
Tied up in a black velvet band


(verse 3) 
  G* 
Before judge and jury next morning 
                 D* 
Both of us did appear 
  G         G/F#        Em 
A gentleman claimed his jewelry 
        C            D      G 
And the case against us was clear 
    G* 
Now seven long years transportation 
                           D* 
Right down to Van Dieman's land 
    G            G/F#          Em 
Far away from my friends and companions 
   C           D            G 
To follow this black velvet band 

(Refrão) 



(verse 4) (use distorted open chords) 
   G 
So come all you jolly young fellows 
                              D 
I'll have you take warning by me 
    G           G/F#       Em 
Whenever you're out on the liquor 
  C           D        G 
Beware of the pretty Colleen 
       G 
She'll fill you with whiskey and porter 
                         D 
Until you're not able to stand 
        G         G/F#        Em 
And the very next thing you'd know 
       C         D            G 
You've landed in Van Dieman's Land 

(Refrão) 

( G G/F# Em C D G )