Long Black Veil – Marianne Faithfull (originally by Lefty Frizzell)
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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 did agree That the man who ran looked a lot like me
She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave where the night winds wail Nobody knows, no, and 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 had been in the arms of my best friend’s wife
She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave where the night winds wail Nobody knows, no, and nobody sees Nobody knows but me
The scaffold is high, and eternity nears She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear But sometimes at night, where the cold winds moan In a long black veil, she cries all o’er my bones
She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, no, and nobody sees Nobody knows but me