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Delia, oh, Delia
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Delia all my life
If DI hadn't have shot poor Delia
I'd-a had B7her for my wife E
Delia's goneA, one mDore round DeliAa's gone E A
AI went up to MemphisD
And I mAet Delia there A7
FDound her in her parlor
And I tiedB7 to her chair E
Delia's goneA, one mDore round DeliAa's gone E A
She was low doAwn and trifling D
AAnd she was cold and mean A7
DKind of evil make me want to
B7Grab my sub machine E
Delia's goneA, one mDore round DeliAa's gone E A
AFirst time I shot hDer
I shoAt her in the side A7
HaDrd to watch her suffer
But with the second B7shot she died E
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Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone
But jaiAler, oh, jailDer
JAailer, I can't sleep A7
'Cause all Daround my bedside
I hear the patterB7 of Delia's feet E
Delia's goneA, one mDore round DeliAa's gone E A
So iAf you woman's devilish D
AYou can let her run A7
Or yoDu can bring her down and do her like
B7Delia got done E
Delia's goneA, one mDore round DeliAa's gone E A
Delia's goneA, one mDore round DeliAa's gone E A
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