Cold, empty bed,

Springs hard as lead,

Pains in my head,

Feel like Old Ned,

What did I do

To be so black and blue?



No joy for me,

No company,

Even a mouse

Ran from my house;

All my life through,

I've been so black and blue.



I'm white, inside;

It don't help my case;

'Cause I can't hide

What is on my face.

Oh!



I'm so forlorn,

Life's just a thorn,

My heart is torn;

Why was I born?

What did I do

To be so black and blue?



How sad I am,

Each day I feel worse;

My mark of Ham

Seems to be a curse.

Oh!