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Date:10/9/97
subject: Long Black Veil
transcribed by: Brad Kale at "[email protected]"
Long Black Veil
by Wilkins and Dill
as played by The Country Gentlemen
(G)
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
(D) {C} (G)
there was someone killed 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene but they all agreed
(D) {C} (G)
that the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me
The judge said son what is your alibi
if you were somewhere else than you don't have to die.
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
for I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife
(chorus)
{C} (G) {C} (G)
She walks the hills in a long black veil
{C} (G) {C} (G)
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
{C} (G)
nobody knows, nobody sees
{C} (D) (G)
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 over my bones.
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Date:10/9/97
subject: Long Black Veil
transcribed by: Brad Kale at "[email protected]"
Long Black Veil
by Wilkins and Dill
as played by The Country Gentlemen
(G)
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
(D) {C} (G)
there was someone killed 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene but they all agreed
(D) {C} (G)
that the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me
The judge said son what is your alibi
if you were somewhere else than you don't have to die.
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
for I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife
(chorus)
{C} (G) {C} (G)
She walks the hills in a long black veil
{C} (G) {C} (G)
she visits my grave when the night winds wail
{C} (G)
nobody knows, nobody sees
{C} (D) (G)
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 over my bones.
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