Dear Sirs,

I refer to the following first vesre of an East London version of "Black Velevet Band"

One day, being out on a ramble, alone by myself I did stray,
I met with a young gay deceiver, while cruising in Ratcliffe Highway;
Her eyes were as black as a raven, I thought her the pride of the land,
Her hair, that did hang o'er her shoulders, was tied with a black velvet band.

I used to live in the Shadwell/Wapping area of London and would be very grateful if someone woulf direct me to a link that will show me the complete lyrics of this version.

Yours faithfully
Peter E