Johnny Cash Delia`s Gone Lyrics

Delia`s Gone Lyrics




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