作词 : Chris Hawke 作曲 : The Mountain High Ten years ago, on a cold dark night, there was someone 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
She walks these hills in a long black veil. She visits my grave while the night wind wails. 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." Well, I said not a word, though it meant my life For I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife.
The scaffold was high, and eternity neared She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear. But sometimes at night, when the cold wind blows In a long black veil, she cries over my bones.
作词 : Chris Hawke 作曲 : The Mountain High Ten years ago, on a cold dark night, there was someone 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
She walks these hills in a long black veil. She visits my grave while the night wind wails. 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." Well, I said not a word, though it meant my life For I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife.
The scaffold was high, and eternity neared She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear. But sometimes at night, when the cold wind blows In a long black veil, she cries over my bones.
