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 slayer who ran looked a lot like 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

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 she shed not one tear

But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan

In a long black veil she cries o'er my bones



She walks these hills...

Nobody knows but me nobody knows but me