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Long Black Veil Written by - Marijohn Wilkens & Danny Dill From - Sunday Morning Coming Down Ten years ago On a cold dark night Someone was killed 'Neath the town hall lights There were few at the scene But they all agreed That the slayer who ran Looked a lot like me Now she walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when 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 won't have to die' I spoke not a word Though it meant my life I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife Now she walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows Nobody sees Nobody knows but me The scaffold was high Eternity near 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 o'er my bones Now she walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows Nobody sees Nobody knows but me Nobody knows Nobody sees Nobody knows but me ©Universal Cedarwood Publishing |