ten years ago on a cool dark night there was someone killed neath the town hall light there were few at the scene and they all did agree that the man who ran looked a lot like me the judge said son what is your alibi if you were somewhere else then you won t have to die i spoke not a word although it meant my life 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 where the night winds wail nobody knows no and nobody sees nobody knows but me 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 moans in a long black veil she cries over my bones she walks these hills in a long black veil she visits my grave where the night winds wail nobody knows no and nobody sees nobody knows but me