She visits my grave where the night winds wail
Nobody knows, no and nobody sees
She visits my grave where the night winds wail
I had been in the arms of my best friend's wife
She walks these hills in a long black veil
If you were somewhere else then you won't have to die"
She walks these hills in a long black veil
But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans
The judge said "Son, what is your alibi?
There were few at the scene and they all did agree
That the man who ran looked a lot like me
In a long black veil she cries over my bones
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
Nobody knows but me
The scaffold was high and eternity neared
Nobody knows, no and nobody sees
I spoke not a word although it meant my life
