Luyện nghe bài hát The Long Black Veil

WRITERS DILL, MARIJOHN WILKIN

Ten years ago on a cold dark
A man was killed 'neath the town hall
There were few at the but they all agreed
the slayer who ran looked a lot like me

The judge said, Son what is alibi?
If you were somewhere else then you have to die
Well I spoke not a word though it my life
For I had been in the of my best friends wife

She walks these hills in a Long Black
She visits my grave when the night wail
Nobody knows seems nobody knows but me

The scaffold is high an nears
She stood in the crowd not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold moan
She comes to my and she cries on my bones

She walks these in a Long Black Veil
She visits my grave when the night wail
Nobody knows nobody seems nobody but me