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