Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Delia, oh Delia, Delia all my life

 If I hadn't-a shot poor Delia, I'd have had her for my wife

 Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Verses

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 travellin', 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

'Cuz 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

 Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone