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Black Velvet Band
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indie fun music canada folk traditional irish voice allison crowe
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"Soulful. Alive. Joyous. Grievous. Real, true, music is what I want to make."
"Ever wonder what it would have been like to listen to a gifted singer/songwriter from Saskatchewan in a small, intimate hall before she became Joni Mitchell? Don't fret the missed opportunity. There's no need to turn back the clock. Check out Allison Crowe..." Robert Reid, The Record (Canada) "Allison Crowe has a voice to fall in love with. She is from Vancouver Island in Canada, descended from Scottish, Irish and Manx stock. She's exactly the sort of artist who can make serious headway on her own label and that's just what she's doing." Record of the Day (UK) "Once famously described as possessing a style akin to 'Elton John meets Edith Piaf', the Canadian singer-songwriter Allison Crowe is renowned for her ability to blend control and melodrama." MOJO (UK) "With the soul of Janis Joplin and the tenderness of fellow Canuck Sarah McLachlan, Crowe rocks with her own unique brand of roots charm." Exclaim magazine rock - gospel, jazz - grunge, classical - blues, folk - soul; a voice that unites genres and generations
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#2,926 today Peak #62
#79 in subgenre Peak #4
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Traditional
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Traditional/PD arranged by Allison Crowe
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August 06, 2013
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MP3 4.7 MB 160 kbps 4:07
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Black Velvet Band Words and Music - Traditional As performed by Allison Crowe Her eyes they shone like a diamond, I saw her the queen of the land. And her hair hung over her shoulders, tied up with a black velvet band. In the neat little town they call Belfast, apprenticed to trade I was bound. And many an hour of sweet happiness, have I spent in that neat little town til sad misfortune came o'er 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 a diamond, I saw her the queen of the land. And her hair hung over her shoulders, tied up with a black velvet band. As I was strolling down Broadway, meaning not long for to stay, when who should I meet but this pretty fair maid, come a-courtin' along the highway. She was both fair and handsome, and her neck it was just like a swan. And her hair hung over her shoulders, tied up with a black velvet band. Now as I was courtin' this pretty fair maid, and a gentlemen passin' us by, I know 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 said was, that it fit like 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 forever clear. "Now, I'll give you seven years at hard labour, To be served far away from this land." Far away from me friends and relations, betrayed by the black velvet band. So, come all you jolly young fellows, a warning you'll take by me. Whenever you're out on the town, me lads, beware of the pretty colleens. They'll fill you up with some drink, me lads, til you are unable to stand. And the very next thing that you'll know is, you've landed in Van Diemen's Land. Her eyes they shone like a diamond, I saw her the queen of the land. And her hair hung over her shoulders, tied up with a black velvet band. And her hair hung over her shoulders, tied up with a black velvet band.
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songwriterbrett
Oct 16, 2013
Amazing harmonies here! There are a couple verses in there that I'd never heard before. You not only write amazing songs, you're able to take traditional songs and make them your own. Keep up the great work! peace, Brett