Ten years ago on a cold, dark night
There was someone k**ed in the townhall light
There were few at the scene
But they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
Nobody knows
Nobody sees
Nobody knows but 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'd 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 was high and eternity near
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 o'er my bones