my anaconda don't want none less you got some hun

long black veil

Ten years ago
on a cold, dark night
Someone was killed
beneath the town hall light
There were few at the scene
but they all did agree
the slayer who ran,
looked a lot like me
She walks these hills,
in along 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
then you don't have to die"
Well I spoke not a word
though it meant my life
for I had been in the arms,
of my best friends wife
She walks these hills,
in along black veil
she visits my grave,
when the night winds wail
nobody knows, nobody sees,
nobody knows but me
Well the scaffold is high
and eternity is near
she stood in the crowd
and shed not a tear
but sometimes at night
when the cold wind blows
in a long black vail
she cries over my bones
She walks these hills,
in along 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
mr j.r. (johnny) cash

posted by safromhell @ 8:15 AM