Written by Dick Toops / Karl Silbersdorf
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Delia, oh, Delia
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Delia all my life
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If I hadn't have shot poor Delia
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I'd-a had her for my wife
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
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I went up to Memphis
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And I met Delia there
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Found her in her parlor
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And I tied to her chair
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
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She was low down and trifling
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And she was cold and mean
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Kind of evil make me want to
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Grab my sub machine
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
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First time I shot her
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I shot her in the side
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Hard to watch her suffer
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But with the second shot she died
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
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But jailer, oh, jailer
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Jailer, I can't sleep
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'Cause all around my bedside
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I hear the patter of Delia's feet
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
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So if you woman's devilish
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You can let her run
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Or you can bring her down and do her like
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Delia got done
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
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