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