Jeff B - The Girl With the Blue Velvet Band

I was walking the streets of San Francisco
The hour was just turning nine
When I chanced on a girl, tall and slender
On the corner of Kearny and Pine
Her face was a vision of beauty
Her eyes, they seemed to expand
Her hair was long, rich and silken
Entwined in a blue velvet band

She took me back to her apartment
It was up on the third floor above
And I thought myself truly in heaven
As I looked on this goddess of love
But what struck me most was an object
Designed by an artistic hand
'Twas the costly layout of a hop fiend
And the fiend was my blue velvet band

Boys listen now to my story
It's the tale of a man
Who sank as low as one can go
For my girl with the blue velvet band

On a pile of fine satins and pillow
She reclined, I declined on the floor
Then we both hit the pipe and we slumbered
Not knowing what was in store
'Tis months since the craven arm grasped me
And in bliss did my life slip away
From opium to dipping and thieving
She artfully led me astray

One evening, coming home wet and weary
With swag from a jewelry store
I heard the soft voice of my loved one
As I quietly opened the door
"If you'll give me a clue to convict him"
Said a stranger, in tones soft and bland
"I'll let you go and I'll lay him low"
"It's a go" said my blue velvet band

I was fingered for a desperate crime
The jewelry man was shot down in his prime
Though I didn't shoot the man
Twenty years did I land
Betrayed by my blue velvet band
But pleasure did not last for my fair one
She sank deep beneath her China fan
'Til shortly she was lost in a hop joint
The girl with the blue velvet band

Boys listen now to my story
It's the tale of a man
Who sank as low as one can go
For my girl with the blue velvet band
I sank as low as one can go
For my girl in the blue velvet band

Written by:
Jeff Furchtenicht, Traditional Furchtenicht

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