(no subject)
ten years ago on a cold dark night
there was somebody slain 'neath the town hall light
those who say it, well they did agree that the man who ran
looked a lot like me
she walks these hills in a long black viel
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
nobody knows, noone
nobody sees
nobody knows but me
judge said son what is your alibi
if you were somewhere else than you dont have to die
spoke not a word though it meant my life
for id been in the arms of my best friends wife
she walks these hills in a long black viel
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
nobody knows, noone
nobody sees
nobody knows but me
scaffold is high and eternity near
while she stood in the crowd and she shed not a tear
sometimes at night when them cold winds blow
well she stands over my grave and she cries over my bones.
she walks these hills in a long black viel
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
nobody knows, noone
nobody sees
nobody knows but me
--old folk song my grammy used to sing.
there was somebody slain 'neath the town hall light
those who say it, well they did agree that the man who ran
looked a lot like me
she walks these hills in a long black viel
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
nobody knows, noone
nobody sees
nobody knows but me
judge said son what is your alibi
if you were somewhere else than you dont have to die
spoke not a word though it meant my life
for id been in the arms of my best friends wife
she walks these hills in a long black viel
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
nobody knows, noone
nobody sees
nobody knows but me
scaffold is high and eternity near
while she stood in the crowd and she shed not a tear
sometimes at night when them cold winds blow
well she stands over my grave and she cries over my bones.
she walks these hills in a long black viel
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
nobody knows, noone
nobody sees
nobody knows but me
--old folk song my grammy used to sing.