Ben Nichols - Delia's Gone lyrics

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<b>Delia's Gone</b> by <i>Ben Nichols</i><br />

Well, Delia, oh, Delia, Delia all my life

If I hadn't shot poor Delia, I'd had her for my wife

Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Well, 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, she was cold and mean

Kind of evil makes me wanna grab my sub machine

Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

First time I shot her, I shot her in the side

It was hard to watch her suffer, 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 your woman's devilish, you can let her run

You can bring her down and do her like Delia got done

Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone