A D A A7 Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my lifeD If I hadn't have shot poor DeliaB7 E I'd have had her for my wifeA D A E A Delia's gone, one more round Delia's goneA D I went up to MemphisA A7 D And I met Delia there Found her in her parlorB7 E And I tied to her chairA D A E A Delia's gone, one more round Delia's goneD She was low down and triflingA A7 And she was cold and meanD B7 E Kind of evil make me want to Grab my sub machineA D A E A Delia's gone, one more round Delia's goneD A A7 First time I shot her I shot her in the sideD Hard to watch her sufferB7 E But with the second shot she diedA D A E A Delia's gone, one more round Delia's goneA D A But jailer, oh, jailer jailer,A7 D I can't sleep 'Cause all around my bedsideB7 E I hear the patter of Delia's feetA D A E A Delia's gone, one more round Delia's goneD So if you woman's devilishA A7 You can let her runD Or you can bring her down and do herB7 E Like Delia got doneA D A E A Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
Delias Gone
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