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 the judge said son what is your alibi if you were somewhere s else you won t have to die but 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 and 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 winds moan in a long black veil she cries over my bones she walks these hills in a long black veil she visits my grave when the night winds wail nobody knows and nobody sees nobody knows but me nobody knows and nobody sees nobody knows but me