Delia’s Gone

Delia oh Delia Delia all my life
If I hadn’t have shot poor Delia I’d’ve had her for my wife
Delia’s gone one more round Delia’s gone

First time I shot her shot her in the side
Hard to watch her suffer but with the second shot she died
Delia’s gone one more round Delia’s gone

Well the guilty gets a sentence but I ain’t gonna tell you mine
Cause I got a brother in Memphis doin’ life for ninety-nine
Delia’s gone one more round Delia’s gone

[ guitar ]

Oh jailer oh jailer Jailer I can’t sleep
Cause all around my bedside I hear the patter of Delia’s feet
Delia’s gone one more round Delia’s gone

Now you give me my hammer I’ll drag the ball and chain
And every rock I bust I seem to ring out Delia’s name
Delia’s gone one more round Delia’s gone
Delia’s gone one more round Delia’s gone oh Delia

 

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