If you listen, a story, I'll tell you Of a girl who once live in this land Of a girl who once was my sweetheart She was known as the Blue Velvet Band On her cheeks was the first flush of nature Her beauty had seemed to expand Her hair hung down in long tresses Tied back with a blue velvet band I can still see those tears as we parted Of my heart-broken Blue Velvet Band As I left her, I promised I would never Come back to the old home again Five years in those wide open spaces Was more than my poor heart could stand Every night, as I lay on my pillow I would dream of my Blue Velvet Band Then one night, as I lay a-dreaming Just thinking of Mother and Dad Like a flash, by my bedside was standing The form of my Blue Velvet Band I started next day for the homestead Just to go back and make her my bride But when I reached the old countrypeople They told me my true love had died Oh, they laid her to rest in the churchyard 'Mid the sweet-smelling flowers of the land On her finger was the ring I had bought her On her head was that blue velvet band