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THE LONG BLACK VEIL
(Marijohn Wilkin - Danny Dill)
LEFTY FRIZZELL (COLUMBIA 41384, 1959)

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 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, though it meant my life
For 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 when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me

The scaffold is high and eternity near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But some times at night, when the cold wind blows
In a long black veil, she cries over 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
Nobody knows but me
Nobody knows but me
[Fade]