| Ten years ago on a cold dark night,
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| There was someone killed 'neath the town hall light.
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| There were few at the scene but they all did agree
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| That the man who ran looked a lot like me.
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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.»
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| I spoke not a word, though it meant my life,
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| I had been in the arms of my best friend’s wife.
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| She walks these hills in a long black veil.
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| She visits my grave where the night winds wail.
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| Nobody knows, no, and nobody sees,
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| Nobody knows but me.
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| The scaffold is high and eternity nears
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| She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear.
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| But sometimes at night where the cold winds moan
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| In a long black veil she cries all 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, no, and nobody sees,
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| Nobody knows but me.
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| Nobody knows but me. |