Johnny Cash – Delia's Gone Lyrics  Share

From Johnny Cash's album: American Recordings

Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life
If I hadn^,t have shot poor
Delia I^,d have had her for my wife
Delia^,s gone, one more round Delia^,s gone

I went up to Memphis
And I met Delia there Found her in her parlor
And I tied to her chair
Delia^,s gone, one more round Delia^,s gone

She was low down and trifling
And she was cold and mean
Kind of evil make me want to Grab my sub machine
Delia^,s gone, one more round Delia^,s gone

First time I shot her I shot her in the side
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Hard to watch her suffer
But with the second shot she died
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

So if you woman^,s devilish
You can let her run
Or you can bring her down and do her
Like Delia got done
Delia^,s gone, one more round Delia^,s gone
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