Long Black Veil Lyrics - Walkabouts

Beyond the reach 

There are rows of tender hooks 

Where nothing seems 

To justify a second look 

And not a soul is found 

To tear them hooks on down 

Famous times 

Tattooed on this burlap skin 

And gun cold days 

Shot to pieces above my head 

Now tell who's that clown 

Who pulled this veil on down 

Long black veil 

Long black 

Long black veil 

Long black 

If light's a brighter grey 

Please then turn it up 

This whole town wears its veil down 

And wrestles with some all-night clown 

And he don't sleep 

And he don't sleep