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4 = blow hole 4-4 = draw hole 4’ = bend
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 her 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 makes me want to grab my submachine
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
First time I shot her I hit 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
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 your 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