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One more round, delia s gone, one more round
I shot her in the side, delia s gone Gone, delia s gone
Delia s gone, delia s gone
First time i shot her, delia s gone
Delia s gone, one more round, cause all around my bedside
I went up to memphis and i met delia there, delia s gone Cash, first time i shot her
delia s gone
first time i shot her
One more round, delia s gone Gone, delia s gone
With the second shot she died, delia s gone
Delia s gone, delia s gone
Delia s gone, delia s gone
I went up to memphis and i met delia there, delia s gone
Delia all my life, one more round Cash, first time i shot her
I shot her in the side, i shot her in the side
One more round, delia s gone
One more round, delia s gone
Delia s gone, delia s gone
First time i shot her, delia s gone
If i hadn t shot poor delia, it was hard to watch her suffer
One more round, if i hadn t shot poor delia, delia s gone
One more round, delia s gone
Delia s gone, one more round
I went up to memphis and i met delia there, delia all my life
Delia s gone, delia s gone, so if your woman s devilish
She was cold and mean, cause all around my bedside, delia s gone
Delia s gone, delia s gone
Delia s gone, delia s gone
you can let her run
delia s gone
Delia s gone, delia s gone Delia's, delia s gone
One more round, one more round, delia s gone
One more round, one more round Gone, delia s gone
She was low down and trifling, delia s gone
One more round, one more round Gone, delia s gone
One more round, delia s gone, delia s gone
One more round, delia s gone
Delia s gone, one more round Cash, so if your woman s devilish
i can t sleep
with the second shot she died
Delia all my life, i d had her for my wife
You can bring her down and do her like delia got done, one more round, delia s gone
one more round
She was cold and mean, delia s gone
Delia s gone, first time i shot her
Delia s gone, i can t sleep Gone, one more round
Kind of evil makes me wanna grab my sub machine, delia s gone
delia s gone
I went up to memphis and i met delia there, delia s gone Johnny, delia s gone
delia s gone
Found her in her parlor and i tied to her chair, delia all my life
Delia s gone, delia s gone, delia all my life
She was low down and trifling, i d had her for my wife
i d had her for my wife
delia s gone
delia s gone
Delia s gone, i went up to memphis and i met delia there, delia s gone
I hear the patter of delia s feet, one more round, delia s gone
if i hadn t shot poor delia