Delia Lyrics

Bob Dylan

Delia was a gambling girl and gambled all around Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down All the friends I ever had are gone
Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West When she returned, little Delia had gone to rest And all the friends I ever had are gone
Delia's daddy weeped, Delia's momma moaned Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home All the friends I ever had are gone
Curtis' looking high, Curtis' looking low He shot poor Delia down with a cruel forty-four All the friends I ever had are gone
High up on the housetops, high as I can see Looking for them rounders, looking out for me All the friends I ever had are gone
Men in Atlanta, tryin' to pass for white Delia's in the graveyard boys, six feet out of sight All the friends I ever had are gone
Judge says to Curtis, "What's this noise about?" "All about them rounders Judge, tryin' to cut me out" All the friends I ever had are gone
Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?" Judge says, "Poor boy, you got ninety-nine" All the friends I ever had are gone"
Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cup Delia's in the graveyard, she might never, never get up All the friends I ever had are gone
Delia, oh Delia, how can it be? You loved all them rounders, never did love me And all the friends I ever had are gone
Delia, oh Delia, how can it be? You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me All the friends I ever had are gone

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