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2017 Writer(s): Marijohn Wilkin, Danny Dill (originally by Lefty Frizzell)
Ten years ago, on a cold, dark night Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light Few were at the scene, but they all did agree That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
The judge said, 'Son, what is your alibi? If you were somewhere else, you won't have to die' I spoke not a word, although it meant my life For 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 when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me
The scaffold was high and 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 over my bones
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
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