Delia's Gone

Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life

If I hadn't of shot poor Delia

I'd have 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 get a sentence

But I ain't going to tell you mine

Cause I got a brother in Memphis

Who got Life, or ninety-nine

Delia's gone

One more round

Delia's gone

But 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