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