Verse 1:
     G           D              G       D        G       D           A    D
In a neat little town they call Prockton, apprenticed in trade I was bound
    G       G/F#          Em           C             D           G
And many an hour of sweet happiness, I spent in that neat little town
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Then bad misfortune befell me and caused me to stray from the land
    G            G/F#            Em        C          D            G
Far away from my friends and companions to follow the black velvet band

Break: G D G G/F# Em C D G

Verse 2:
   G                                                          D
As I as out strolling one evening, not intending to stay very long
G       G/F#       Em        C        D         G
I met a frolicsome damsel as she came tripping along
  G                                                            D
A watch she pulled out her pocket and slipped it right into my hand
       G          G/F#         Em           C           D            G
On the very first night that I met her, bad luck to the black velvet band

Chorus:
    G                                                                  D
Her eyes they shone like the diamond, you'd think she was queen of the land
        G         G/F#     Em            C(stop) D(stop)      G
And her hair hung over her shoulder tied up in a black velvet band 

Verse 3:
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Before judge and jury next morning, both of us did appear
  G         G/F#        Em              C            D      G
A gentleman claimed his jewelry and the case against us was clear
    G                                                          D
Now seven long years transportation right down to Van Dieman's land
    G            G/F#          Em          C          D            G
Far away from my friends and companions to follow the black velvet band

Chorus:
    G                                                                  D
Her eyes they shone like the diamond, you'd think she was queen of the land
        G         G/F#     Em            C(stop) D(stop)      G
And her hair hung over her shoulder tied up in a black velvet band
 
Solo: G D G G/F# Em C D G

Verse 4:
   G                                                               D
So come all you jolly young fellows, I'll have you take warning by me
        G           G/F#       Em       C           D        G
Now whenever you're out on the liquor beware of the pretty Colleen
       G                                                         D
She'll fill you with whiskey and porter until you're not able to stand 
        G         G/F#        Em          C         D            G
And the very next thing you'd know you've landed in Van Dieman's Land

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

Ending: G G/F# Em C D G
                       Black velvet band