A A D A
Delia, oh Delia, Delia all my life
D B7 E
If I hadn''t shot poor Delia, Id'' have her for my wife
A D A E A
Delia''s gone, one more round, Delia''s gone
-
A D A A7 style='font-size:1px;color:#ffffff;'>
First time I shot her, shot her in the side style='font-size:1px;color:#ffffff;'>
D
Bm E
Hard to watch her suffer, so with the second shot she died
A D A E A
Delia''s gone one more round, Delia''s gone
The guilty get a sentence, but I ain''t gonna tell you mine
''Cause I got a brother in Memphis
Doin'' life or 99
Delia''s gone one more round, Delia''s gone
You give me my hammer, I''ll drag the ball and chain
With every rock I bust
I seem to ring out Delia''s name
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
(Chorus)
A D A E A
Delia''s gone like a blue eyed dove, Delia''s gone
Oh Delia
|