Johnny Cash - Delia's Gone Lyrics
Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my lifeIf I hadn't have shot poorDelia I'd have had her for my wifeDelia's gone, one more round Delia's goneI went up to MemphisAnd I met Delia there Found her in her parlorAnd I tied to her chairDelia's gone, one more round Delia's goneShe was low down and triflingAnd she was cold and meanKind of evil make me want to Grab my sub machineDelia's gone, one more round Delia's goneFirst time I shot her I shot her in the sideHard to watch her sufferBut with the second shot she diedDelia's gone, one more round Delia's goneBut jailer, oh, jailer Jailer,I can't sleep 'Cause all around my bedsideI hear the patter of Delia's feetDelia's gone, one more round Delia's goneSo if you woman's devilishYou can let her runOr you can bring her down and do herLike Delia got doneDelia's gone, one more round Delia's gone