^ETen years ago on a cold dark night, ^B7someone was killed by the town^A hall ligh^Ets. ^EFew were at the scene, but they all agreed, ^B7that the slayer who ran looked a ^Alot like ^Eme.

^AShe walks these ^Ehills, ^Ain a long black ^Eveil. ^AShe visits my ^Egrave, ^Awhen the night winds ^Ewail. Nobody knows, ^Anobody ^Esees, ^Anobody ^B7knows, but m^Ee

^EThe Judge said son, what is your alibi, ^Aif you were somewhere else, ^B7then you won't have ^Eto die. ^EI spoke not a word, though it meant my life, ^Afor i'd been in the arms of my ^B7best friends ^Ewife.

^AShe walks these ^Ehills, ^Ain a long black ^Eveil. ^AShe visits my ^Egrave, ^Awhen the night winds ^Ewail. Nobody knows, ^Anobody ^Esees, ^Anobody ^B7knows, but m^Ee

^ENow the scaffold is high, and eternity's near. ^AShe stood in the crowd, ^B7and shed not a ^Etear. ^EBut some times at night, when the cold wind moans ^AIn a long black veil, ^B7she cries over my ^Ebones

^AShe walks these ^Ehills, ^Ain a long black ^Eveil. ^AWhen the cold winds ^Eblow, ^Aand the night winds ^Ewail. Nobody knows, n^Aobody s^Eees. ^ANobody ^B7knows, but ^Eme.