beyond the reach there are rows of tender hooks where nothing seems to justify a second look and not a soul is found to tear them hooks on down famous times tattooed on this burlap skin and gun cold days shot to pieces above my head now tell who s that clown who pulled this veil on down long black veil long black long black veil long black if light s a brighter grey please then turn it up this whole town wears its veil down and wrestles with some all night clown and he don t sleep and he don t sleep long black veil long black long black veil long black long black veil long black long black veil tell me long black