If you listen a story I'll tell you
Of a girl who once lived in this land
A girl who was once my sweetheart
She was know as The Blue Velvet Band
On her cheeks was the first flush of nature
Her beauty, it 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 I told her I'd never
Come back to my old home again
Five years on the wide open spaces
Was all that 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 down dreaming
Of home and poor mother and dad
Like a flash by my bedside was standing
The form of my Blue Velvet Band
I started next day for my darling
Just to go back and make her my bride
But as I reached the old country depot
They told my my sweet heart has died
They laid her to rest in the churchyard
Midst the sweet summer flowers of the land
On her finger the ring I had bought her
On her head was a blue velvet band
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- Miscellaneous
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 4
- Gospel Train
- When Tragedy Struck
- Hank Snow Sings Sacred Songs
- Country & Western Jamboree
- Old Doc Brown and Other Narrations by Hank Snow
- Hank Snow Salutes Jimmie Rodgers
- Country Classics
- Hank Snow Sings
- Legend Of Old Doc Brown
- Songs Of Tragedy
- Souvenirs
- Hello Love
- When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold
- The Jimmie Rodgers Story
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 3
- Hits Hits And More Hits
- Spanish Fire Ball And Other Great Hank Snow Stylin
- The Singing Ranger