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Over the Hills and Far Away

They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
his pistol had been found.

They marched to the station house,
he waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
he knew that he'd been wrong.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
for ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
a prisoner's life for him there'll be.

He knew that it would cost him dear,
but yet he dare not say.
Where he had been that fateful night,
a secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beats like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
he spent his final night of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms he swears he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.

Over the hills and,
over the hills and,
over the hills and far away.

Each night within his prison cell,
he looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms she swears she'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms he swears he'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms is where she'll be.

Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

That's a lot like this:

LONG BLACK VEIL by Johnny Cash

Ten years ago,on a cold dark night
Someone was killed ,neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene,but the 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
I spoke not a word,thou it met my life
For I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife

Chorus
She walks these hill.in a long black veil
She visits my grave.when the night winds wail
Nobody knows,nobody sees
Nobody knows but me

Oh the scaffold is high and eternity's near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But late at night,when the north wind blows
In a long black veil,she cries o're my bones