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GTen years ago on a cool dark night There was Dsomeone killed 'neath the Ctown hall Glight GThere were few at the scene and they all did agree That the Dman who ran looked a Clot like Gme
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 although it meant my life I had been in the arms of my best friend's wife
She Cwalks these Ghills in a Clong black Gveil She Cvisits my Ggrave where the Cnight winds Gwail GNobody knows, no, and Cnobody Gsees CNobody Gknows Dbut Cme
The scaffold was high and eternity neared She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans In a long black veil she cries over my bones