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 man who ran looked a lot like me She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave while the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me The judge said Son, what is your alibi If you were somewhere else, then you don't have to die I spoke not a word thought it meant my life For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife 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