Not much time today. Got a good 30 minute fast walk in. Listening to KBOO this morning. The program was "Unamerican Country Music". Fun lyrics. Saw a bunny and my red-winged blackbird friends. Going to be hot today. Spending most of the day in a church, teaching piano. But first stop, breakfast with my mom! :) The following lyrics, while rather dark struck me this morning. Kind of Edgar Allen Poeish. Loved the singer's voice. I think it was Don Williams this morning. But I read Johnny Cash sang this one. I will have to look that one up later - I think this would be perfect for his deep voice. Haunting song, but gorgeous. Fitting for my solitary walk this morning.
Gotta run. Got to teach little fingers to play the piano! :)
Happy Saturday! :)
"The Long Black Veil"
(Written by Danny Dill and Marijohn Wilkins
Gotta run. Got to teach little fingers to play the piano! :)
Happy Saturday! :)
"The Long Black Veil"
(Written by Danny Dill and Marijohn Wilkins
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
A man was killed 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me.
The judge said, Son what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else then you won'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 a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
Nobody knows, but me.
The scaffold is high an eternity nears
She stood in the crowd, shed not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan
She comes to my grave and she cries on my bones.
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...
A man was killed 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me.
The judge said, Son what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else then you won'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 a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
Nobody knows, but me.
The scaffold is high an eternity nears
She stood in the crowd, shed not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan
She comes to my grave and she cries on my bones.
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...
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