Текст песни Johnny Cash - Delias Gone1

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As always, I loved the latest edition of COWPIE And I finally got around
to keying in (most of) the "American Recordings" album by Johnny Cash.
There might be a few typos, but I think I got it all. So, here it is:

 Delia's Gone
 Music:  Troops/K.Sibersdorf
 Lyrics: Johnny Cash
 Publishing information unavailable at date of printing

 Delia, oh, Delia
 Delia all my life
 If I hadn't have shot poor Delia
 I'd-a 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

  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