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Delia, oh Delia Delia all my life If I hadn't of 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 her to her chair Johnny Cash Delia's gone One more round Delia's gone She was lowdown and triflin' And she was cold and mean Kind of evil make me want to grab my submachine 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 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 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