Ten years ago on a cool, dark nightThere was someone killed 'neath the town hall lightThere were few at the scene but they all did agreeThat the slayer who ran looked a lot like meThe 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 lifeFor I had been in the arms of my best friend's wifeShe walks these hills in a long black veilShe visits my grave when the night winds wailNobody knows, nobody seesNobody knows but meThe scaffold is high and eternity is nearedShe stood in the crowd and shed not a tearBut sometimes at night when the cold wind moansIn a long black veil she cries over my bonesShe walks these hills in a long black veilShe visits my grave when the night winds wailNobody knows, nobody seesNobody knows but me, nobody knows but me