There are two kinds of people, there’s those who like Johnny Cash, and those that will.

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10 years ago on a cold dark night
Someone was killed neath the town hall lights
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 then you won’t have to die”
I spoke not a word though it meant my life
Cause I’d been in the arms of my best friends wife

[Cash asks the audience to appalaud at this point – thanks, BVN]

Now the scaffold is high and eternity’s near
she stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
sometimes at night when the cold wind moans
In a long black veil she cries over my bones

10 years ago on a cold dark night
Someone was killed neath the town hall lights
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