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Joan Baez
long black veil
Ten years ago on a cold dark night,Someone was killed ââ?¬Ë?neath the Town Hall light
The people who saw they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me.
The judge said, ââ?¬Å?son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewheres else,
then you wonââ?¬â?¢t have to dieââ?¬.
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life,
For Iââ?¬â?¢d been in the arms of my best friendââ?¬â?¢s wife.
She walks these hills in a long black veil,
Visits my grave when the night winds wail,
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
Nobody knows, but me.
The scaffold is high, eternity near,
She stands in the crowd, she sheds not a tear,
But sometimes at night, when the cold winds moan,
In a long black veil she cries oââ?¬â?¢er my bones.
She walks these hills in a long black veil,
Visits my grave when the night winds wail,
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
Nobody knows, but me.