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Ten years ago, on a cold dark night |
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There was someone killed 'neath the town hall light |
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There were few at the scene, but they all agreed |
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That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me |
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The judge said: Son, what is your alibi? |
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If you were somewhere else, then you wont have to die |
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I spoke not a word, though it meant my life |
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For I been in the arms of my best friend's wife |
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She walks these hills in her long black veil |
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She visits my grave when the cold winds wail |
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Nobody knows, nobody sees |
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Nobody knows but me |
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The sky has turned dark, and eternity's near |
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She stands in the crowd, she sheds not a tear |
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Late at night, when the cold winds moan |
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In her long black veil, she cries o'er my bones |
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She walks these hills in her long black veil |
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She visits my grave when the cold winds wail |
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Nobody knows, nobody sees |
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Nobody knows but me |
