Intro:
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Ten years ago on a cold, dark night,
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. Someone was killed ‘neath the town hall lights.
There were few at the scene but they all agreed
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That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me.
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She walks these hills in a long black veil.
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She visits my grave when the night winds wail.
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Nobody knows, nobody sees.
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. Nobody knows but me.
Interlude:
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The judge said, “Son, what is your alibi?
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If you were somewhere else, then you won’t have to die.”
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life,
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For I’d been in the arms of my best friend’s wife.
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Now the scaffold is high, and eternity’s near.
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. She stood in a crowd and shed not a tear.
But sometimes at night, when the cold wind moans,
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In a long black veil she cries o’er my bones.
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She walks these hills in a long black veil.
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She visits my grave when the night winds wail.
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Nobody knows, nobody sees.
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. Nobody knows but me.
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. Nobody knows, nobody sees.
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. Nobody knows but me.
