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| Ten years ago on a cold dark night |
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| There was | someone killed ââ¬Ëneath the | town hall | light |
| There were few at the scene, but they all agree |
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| That the | slayer who ran looked a | lot like | me |
| The judge said son what is your alibi |
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| If you were | somewhere else then | you wonââ¬â¢t have to | die |
| I spoke not a word though it meant my life |
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| For I had | been in the arms of my | best friendââ¬â¢s | wife |
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| She | walks these | hills |
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| In a | long black | veil |
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| She | visits my | grave |
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| When the | night winds | wail |
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| Nobody knows, | nobody | sees, |
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| nobody | knows but | me |
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| The | scaffoldââ¬â¢s high and eternity near |
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| She | stood in the crowd and | shed not a | tear |
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| But | sometimes at night when the cold wind blows |
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| In a | long black veil she | cries oââ¬â¢er my | bones |
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| She | walks these | hills |
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| In a | long black | veil |
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| She | visits my | grave |
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| When the | night winds | wail |
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| Nobody knows, | nobody | sees, |
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| nobody | knows but | me |
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| Nobody | knows but | me |
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| Nobody | knows but | me |