ten years ago on a cold dark night someone was killed neath the town hall light the people who saw they all agreed that the slayer who ran looked a lot like me the judge said son what is your alibi if you were somewheres else then you wont have to die i spoke not a word though it meant my life for id been in the arms of my best friends wife she walks these hills in a long black veil visits my grave when the night winds wail nobody knows nobody sees nobody knows but me the scaffold is high eternity near she stands in the crowd she sheds not a tear but sometimes at night when the cold winds moan in a long black veil she cries oer my bones she walks these hills in a long black veil visits my grave when the night winds wail nobody knows nobody sees nobody knows but me