epitaph (black and blue)

her close friends have gathered

lord

ain't it a shame

grievin' together

sharin' the blame

but when she was dyin'

lord

we let her down

there's no use cryin'

it can't help her now

the party's all over

drink up and go home

it's too late to love her

and leave her alone

just say she was someone

lord

so far from home

whose life was so lonesome

she died all alone

who dreamed pretty dreams

that never came true

lord

why was she born

so black and blue

oh

why was she born

so black and blue