By: m. wilkens & d. dill         Ten years ago, on a cold dark night   Someone was 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, thou it meant my life   For I'd 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      Oh, the scaffold is high and eternity's near   She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear   But late at night, when the north wind blows   In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones      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      Oh, the scaffold is high and eternity's near   She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear   But late at night, when the north wind blows   In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones