The Black Velvet Band is a song that's woven itself right into the heart of Irish culture, and sure, hasn't it been belted out in pubs from Dublin to Dingle, an Belfast to Boston?
"Her hair hung over her shoulder, tied up with a black velvet band."
Let's explore why this song holds such significance.
A Classic Irish Folk Ballad
"The Black Velvet Band" is a beloved traditional Irish ballad, telling the tale of a young man tricked by a beautiful woman (with a black velvet band in her hair), leading to his arrest and transportation to Australia.
It's a cautionary tale of love, betrayal, and exile, reflecting a time when many Irish were shipped off for even petty crimes.

The Black Velvet Band is a traditional folk song with roots in the mid-19th century.
The earliest known printed version dates to around the 1850s-1860s in England, and versions were also popular in Ireland by the late 19th century.
It was part of the broadside ballad tradition, cheaply printed song sheets sold in markets, so there's no single definitive "date of composition."
Instead, it evolved through oral tradition, with the Irish version becoming especially well-known in the 20th century thanks to groups like The Dubliners.
Echoes of Irish History
The song touches on real historical themes. British penal transportation was feared by the Irish. In the 18th and 19th centuries, many Irish were often sentenced to forced labor in far-off colonies. Some were transported unjustly.
The poor choices and bad luck in the song reflect the struggles of young Irish men trying to survive in tough times.
For Irish people, the idea of being forced away from home, whether by law, poverty, or famine, is a deep cultural scar.

The Lyrics of The Black Velvet Band
The lyrics to "The Black Velvet Band" are in the public domain. This traditional folk song, with origins dating back to 19th-century British and Irish broadsides, has been passed down through generations without a known original author.
Its widespread collection from singers across Ireland, England, Australia, and North America further supports its status as a traditional work .
In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprentice to trade I was bound
And many an hours sweet happiness
Have I spent in that neat little town
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
Her eyes, they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair, it hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
I took a stroll down Broadway
Meaning not long for to stay
When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid
Come a-traipsing along the highway
She was both fair and handsome
Her neck it was just like a swan
And her hair, it 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, it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid
And a 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 my hand
And the very first thing that I said was
What says to the black velvet band?
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
Before the judge and the jury
Next morning I had to appear
The judge he says to me, "Young man
Your case, it is proven clear"
We'll give you seven years penal servitude
To be spent far away from the land
Far away from your friends and relations
Betrayed by the black velvet band
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
So come all you jolly young fellows
A warning take by me
When you are out on the town, me boys
Beware of the pretty colleens
For they feed you with strong drink, me lads
Till you are unable to stand
And the very first thing that you'll know is
You've landed in Van Diemen's Land
Her eyes, they shone like diamonds
Her neck, it was just like a swan
And her hair, it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a Black velvet band

A Pub and Singalong Staple
But here's the magic: while the lyrics are bittersweet, the tune is rollicking, lively, and infectious.
You'll hear it at sessions, family gatherings, and ballad nights. Everyone loves clapping, tapping, and joining in on the chorus. Like many Irish folk songs, it turns sorrow into song, and hardship into communal joy.
Symbol of Irish Resilience and Storytelling
At its core, "The Black Velvet Band" represents the great Irish tradition of storytelling through music, mixing humor, tragedy, charm, and wit.
It's a reminder that no matter how rough the road, the Irish spirit will find a way to laugh, sing, and carry on.
Supporting Our Musical Traditions
So there you have it, dear readers! The Black Velvet Band is a ballad that's as much a part of Irish heritage as a warm hearth on a rainy night or a friendly laugh shared over a cup of tea.
It reminds us that even in the face of hardship, the Irish spirit has always found a way to weave sorrow into song, turning loss and exile into a lively chorus we can all join.

Whether you're belting it out in a cozy pub or humming along in the kitchen, you're keeping a little thread of Ireland's story alive, and sure, isn't that what makes our music so magical?
Thanks for stopping by, and until next time, may your days be full of song and your heart light with joy

Slán agus beannacht,
(Goodbye and blessings)
Mairéad -Irish American Mom
Pronunciation - slawn ah-gus ban-ock-th
Mairéad - rhymes with parade
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Fiona Burke
I remember this lovely tune. My mum used to sing it around the house. Have you heard of the funny song 'Paddy McGinty's Goat? It was made famous by a television personality called Val Doonican. Also, Mary Black is a beautiful Irish singer who sings haunting Irish songs. Thank you for your lovely emails!
Irish American Mom
Hi Fiona - I’m so delighted my email brought back memories of your mum singing around the house. What a lovely connection to Ireland’s music! And yes indeed, I know Paddy McGinty’s Goat! It always brings a smile. My husband’s granny was a McGinty, so whenever he heads off mountain climbing I can’t resist calling him “Paddy McGinty’s goat.” It’s a bit of fun that always makes us laugh. Mary Black truly does have the most hauntingly beautiful voice. Her songs never fail to stir the soul. Thank you kindly for your thoughtful note and for sharing these wonderful musical memories with me.
All the best,
Mairéad
Bernadette
So glad to see new posts Mairead!
One of the first songs I remember from when I was young and my mother would play it with many other ballads. There are also many versions now as well but never as good as the original.
Irish American Mom
Hi Bernadette - Thank you so much for your kind words. It’s lovely to be back sharing new posts again. How special that this song was one of the first you remember from childhood. Music has such a beautiful way of tying us to family and memories. I agree with you, while there may be many versions out there today, there’s something about the originals that gives them a charm all their own.
With gratitude,
Mairéad