| 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 |
| 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 Judge said, «Son, what is your alibi? |
| If you were somewhere else, you won’t have to die» |
| I spoke not a word, though it meant my life |
| I’d been in the arms of my best friend’s wife |
| Now the scaffold seemed high, and eternity was near |
| She stood in the crowd, but she shed not a tear |
| But some times at night when the cold wind calls |
| She comes to my grave and she moans o’er 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 |
| Nobody knows, nobody sees |
| Nobody knows but me |