delia’s gone – johnny cash

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delia , oh delia , delia all my life
D B7 E
if i hadn’t – a shot poor delia , i’d have 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 , and i met delia there
D B7 E
found her in her parlor , and i tied her 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 travellin’ , and she was cold and mean
D B7 E
kind of evil make me want to 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 , i shot her in the side
D B7 E
hard to watch her suffer , 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 , jailer i can’t sleep
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’cuz all around my bedside 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 your woman’s devilish , you can let her run
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or you can bring her down and do her like delia got done
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delia’s gone , one more round , delia’s gone

A D A E A
delia’s gone , one more round , delia’s gone