(d. del, m. wilkins) 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 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 he said: son, what is your alibi If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die But i spoke not a word though it meant my life For i'd been in the arms of my best friends wife Now the scaffold is high and eternity is near She stood in the crowd but shed not a tear But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan In a long black veil she cries on my bones
(d. del, m. wilkins) 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 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 he said: son, what is your alibi If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die But i spoke not a word though it meant my life For i'd been in the arms of my best friends wife Now the scaffold is high and eternity is near She stood in the crowd but shed not a tear But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan In a long black veil she cries on my bones
