Nazareth – The Long Black Veil

By: M. Wilkens & D. Dill

Ten years ago, on a cold dark night

Someone was killed, ‘neath the town hall light

There were few at the scene, but they all agreed

That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like 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, thou 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

Oh, the scaffold is high and eternity’s near

She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear

But late at night, when the north wind blows

In a long black veil, she cries ov’re my bones

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

Oh, the scaffold is high and eternity’s near

She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear

But late at night, when the north wind blows

In a long black veil, she cries ov’re my bones