[ti:The long black veil] [ar:Don Williams] [al:Borrowed Tales] [00:00.00]The long black veil [00:02.74]Don Williams [00:05.08] [00:08.46]Ten years ago on a cold dark night [00:16.02]A man was killed neath the town hall light [00:25.31]There were few at the scene but they all agreed [00:33.31]That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me. [00:43.01]The judge said, Son what is your alibi? [00:50.48]If you were somewhere else then you wont have to die [00:58.39]Well, I spoke not a word though it meant my life [01:06.12]For I had been in the arms of my best friends wife. [01:15.90]She walks these hills in a long black veil [01:23.69]She visits my grave when the night winds wail [01:33.81]Nobody knows, nobody sees, [01:42.10]Nobody knows, but me. [01:52.77]The scaffold is high an eternity nears [02:00.34]She stood in the crowd, shed not a tear [02:08.24]But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan [02:15.85]She comes to my grave and she cries on my bones. [02:25.64]She walks these hills in a long black veil [02:33.44]She visits my grave when the night winds wail [02:43.56]Nobody knows, nobody sees, [02:51.83]Nobody knows, but me... [02:57.09]--- Instrumental --- [03:02.66]