Ten years ago, on a cold dark night,
Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
CHORUS:
She walks these hills in a long, black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
The judge said, "Son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die"
I spoke not a word, although it meant my life,
For I had been in the arms of my best friend's wife
The scaffold was high and eternity near,
She stood in the crowd and she'd not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans,
In a long black veil, she cries o'er my bones