Delia, oh Delia, where have you been so long?
Everybody's talkin' 'bout Delia they say she's done me wrong
They took my Delia to the graveyard, took her in a long black hearse
If I hadn't shot my poor Delia I believe she'd have got me first
Went down to the graveyard to look at my Delia's face
I said, Delia girl how I love you and I wish I could take your place
Jailer, oh jailer, tell me how can I sleep
When all around my bedside I hear little Delia's feet?
Some gave Delia a dollar, some gave her two or three
But I didn't give Delia a penny 'cause she belonged to me
Delia's gone, Delia's gone