Epitaph Songtext
von Kris Kristofferson

Her close friends have gathered
Lord ain′t it a shame
Grieving together
Sharing the blame
But when she was dying
Lord we let her down
There's no use crying
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?...