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

The judge said son what is your alibi

If you were somewhere else maybe 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

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 scaffold was high and eternity near she stood in the crowd and shed not a tear

But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans

In a long black veil she cries o'er my bones

She walks these hills...

Long black veil