Written and recorded by Hank Snow      Let me tell you a sad but true story   Let it be an example to man   How I tore down the world of my sweetheart   She was known as The Blue Velvet Band      On her cheeks were the first splash of nature   Her beauty, it seemed to expand   Her golden hair hung in tresses   Tied back with a blue velvet band      But I boarded a tanker for Holland   And accused her for loving some man   Still down in my heart she kept callin'   Come back to your Blue Velvet Band      As the sea-gull flew high up above me   In the path of the still red moonlight   I saw your face and awaked, dear   Out here on the ocean tonight      I was called to the bridge by our captain   His hand held a paper of white   This message just flashed o'er the wireless   And your darlin' is dying tonight      So I boarded a freighter in Cuba   To speed me back to her side   But the bell in the old country steeple   Soon told me my sweetheart had died      Heartbroken, I knelt down and kissed her   The last time to hold her sweet hand   There still, for the ring I had bought her   On her head was a blue velvet band