| One night while out for a ramble
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| The hour was just about nine
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| I met a young madam in Bristol
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| On the corner of Gilby and Pine
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| On her face was beauty unmeasured
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| In the eyes, they seemed to expand
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| With her hair so luscious, so gracious
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| (?) blue velvet band
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| Down the street we strolled together
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| In my pocket she placed up her hand
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| She planted the evidence on me
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| The girl in the blue velvet band
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| Standing close to the bar
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| I think I hear the boys calling
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| For out in the ocean I’ll starve
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| I’ll be out in a year, I’m leaving
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| But I carry the name of a man
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| And a girl in the blue velvet band |