Lyrics:
Delia, oh, Delia
Delia all my life
If I hadn't shot poor Delia
I'd have 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
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone
She was low down and trifling
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
'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
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone
Delia, oh, Delia
Delia all my life
If I hadn't shot poor Delia
I'd have 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
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone
She was low down and trifling
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
'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
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone
Delia, oh, Delia
Delia all my life
If I hadn't shot poor Delia
I'd have 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
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone
She was low down and trifling
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
'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
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone
Delia's daddy weeped, Delia's momma moaned,
Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home.
Delia's gone
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
Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone
First time I shot Delia shot her in the side
The second time I shot her she laid right down and died
Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone
The reason I shot my Delia she cursed such an evil curse
And if I hadn't shot her I'd believe she'd done me worse
Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone
I went down to the graveyard to look at my Delia's face
I said Delia gal I love you and I wish I could take your place
Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone
On Monday I was arrested Tuesday my case was trialed
The jurymen found me guilty brought teardrops in my eyes
Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone
Jailer oh jailer tell me how can I sleep
When all around my bedside I can hear little Delia's feet
Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone
Some gave Delia a dollar some gave her two or three
I didn't give Delia a penny cause she belonged to me
Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone Delia's gone one more round Delia's gone
Tony shot his Delia
'T was on a Saturday night
The fist time he shot her
She bowed her head and died
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
Delia's gone, Delia's gone
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
Called for the doctor
The doctor came too late
Called for the Minister
Take Delia to her fate
Well they took my Delia
Dressed her all in brown
Took her to the graveyard
And then they laid her down
Delia oh Delia where you been so long
Everybody's talking about
My Delia's dead and gone
Delia oh, Delia
Delia all my life
If I hadn't have shot poor Delia
I'd have 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 delia's gone
One more round delia's gone
She was low down and trifling
And she was cold and mean kind of evil
Make me want to grab my submachine
Delia's gone one morе round
Delia's gone
First time I shot hеr 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
'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
The song that woman sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee".
The song that Delia sung was "Look Out Stagger Lee".
Delia, Delia, how can it be?
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me
Well, that's one more rounder gone
Delia, Delia sitting all around
Some of your old rounders gonna pay my way back home
Sitting on the housetop, high as I can see
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me
Delia's poor mother took a trip out West
When she returned, Delia lyin' in rest
Delia's mother wept, Delia's father moaned
They'd have wanted their poor child to die at home
Rubber tired buggy, two-seated hack,
took Delia to the graveyard, never brought her back
Kenny lookin' high, Kenny lookin' low,
Shot poor Delia with that hated .44
Delia, Delia, wouldn't take no one's advice
Last words I heard her say were, "Jesus Christ!"
Delia, oh Delia, why did you leave me so soon?
[Chorus]
Police was a-knockin', knockin' at my door. He said, "Son, I got to tell you, you ain't gonna see your Delia no more."
Tony shot his Delia on a Christmas night
First time he shot her
She bowed her head and died
Delia's gone one more round
Delia's gone delia's gone
Delia's gone sent for the doctor
Doctor came too late sent for the minister
To lay out Delia straight
Delia's gone one more round
One more round one more round
One more round
Delia, Delia where you been so long?
Delia, Delia, how can it be?
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me
Well, that's one more rounder gone
Delia, Delia sitting all around
Some of your old rounders gonna pay my way back home
Sitting on the housetop, high as I can see
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me
Delia's poor mother took a trip out West
When she returned, Delia lyin' in rest
Delia's mother wept, Delia's father moaned
They'd have wanted their poor child to die at home
Rubber tired buggy, two-seated hack,
took Delia to the graveyard, never brought her back
Kenny lookin' high, Kenny lookin' low,
Shot poor Delia with that hated .44
Delia, Delia, wouldn't take no one's advice
Last words I heard her say were, "Jesus Christ!"
Delia left Tony
On a hot summer night
She would not go for him and so
He shot her down at sight
Delia gone, one more round, Delia gone!
Daddy sits on the front porch swinging
Looking out on a vacant field
Used to be filled with burley t'bacca
Now he knows it never will
My brother found work in Indiana
Sister's a nurse at the old folks home
Mama's still cooking too much for supper
And me, I've been a long time gone
Been a long time gone
No, I ain't hoed a row since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't coming back again
Delia plays that ol' church piano
Sittin' out on her daddy's farm
She always thought that we'd be together
Lord, I never meant to do her harm
Said she could hear me singin' in the choir
Me, I heard another song
I caught wind and hit the road runnin'
And Lord, I've been a long time gone
Been a long time gone
Lord, I ain't had a prayer since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't comin' back again
Now me, I went to Nashville
Tryin' to beat the big deal
Playin' down on Broadway
Gettin' there the hard way
Living from a tip jar
Sleeping in my car
Hocking my guitar
Yeah, I'm gonna be a star
Now, me and Delia singing every Sunday
Watching the children and the garden grow
We listen to the radio to hear what's cookin'
But the music ain't got no soul
Now they sound tired but they don't sound Haggard
They've got money but they don't have Cash
They got Junior but they don't have Hank
I think, I think, I think, the rest is
A long time gone
No, I ain't hit the roof since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't coming back
I said a long time gone
No, I ain't honked the horn since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't coming back again
I said a long time, long time, long time gone
Well, it's been a long time
Long time, long time, long time gone
Oh, it's been a long time gone
Long time, long time, long time gone
Yeah, yeah
Daddy sits on the front porch swinging
Looking out on a vacant field
Used to be filled with burley t'bacca
Now he knows it never will
My brother found work in Indiana
Sister's a nurse at the old folks home
Mama's still cooking too much for supper
And me, I've been a long time gone
Been a long time gone
No, I ain't hoed a row since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't coming back again
Delia plays that ol' church piano
Sittin' out on her daddy's farm
She always thought that we'd be together
Lord, I never meant to do her harm
Said she could hear me singin' in the choir
Me, I heard another song
I caught wind and hit the road runnin'
And Lord, I've been a long time gone
Been a long time gone
Lord, I ain't had a prayer since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't comin' back again
Now me, I went to Nashville
Tryin' to beat the big deal
Playin' down on Broadway
Gettin' there the hard way
Living from a tip jar
Sleeping in my car
Hocking my guitar
Yeah, I'm gonna be a star
Now, me and Delia singing every Sunday
Watching the children and the garden grow
We listen to the radio to hear what's cookin'
But the music ain't got no soul
Now they sound tired but they don't sound Haggard
They've got money but they don't have Cash
They got Junior but they don't have Hank
I think, I think, I think, the rest is
A long time gone
No, I ain't hit the roof since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't coming back
I said a long time gone
No, I ain't honked the horn since I don't know when
Long time gone, and it ain't coming back again
I said a long time, long time, long time gone
Well, it's been a long time
Long time, long time, long time gone
Oh, it's been a long time gone
Long time, long time, long time gone
Yeah, yeah
Daddy sits on the front porch swingin'
Lookin' out on a vacant field
Used to be filled with burly N tobacco
Now he knows it never will
Brother found work in Indiana
Sister's a nurse at the old folks home
Momma's still cooking too much for supper
And me, I've been a longtime gone
Been a longtime gone
No I ain't hoed a row since I don't know when
Longtime gone
And I ain't coming back again
Delia plays that ol' church piano
Sittin out on her daddy's farm
She always thought that we'd be together
Lord I never meant to do her harm
Said she could hear me singin' in the choir
Me, I heard of another song
I caught wind and hit the road runnin'
And lord I been a long time gone
Been a longtime gone
Lord I ain't had a prayer since I don't know when
Longtime gone
And it ain't coming back again
Now me I went to Nashville
Tryin' to be the big deal
Playin' down on broadway
Gettin' there the hard way
Livin' from a tip jar
Sleepin' in my car
Hockin' my guitar
Yeah I'm going be a star
Now me and Delia sing every sunday
Watchin' the children and the garden grow
Listen to the radio to hear what's cookin'
But the music ain't got no soul
Now they sound tired but they don't sound Haggard
They got money but they don't have Cash
They got junior but they don't have Hank
I think, I think, I think... the rest is...
Delia, Delia, how can it be?
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me
Well, that's one more rounder gone
Delia, Delia sitting all around
Some of your old rounders gonna pay my way back home
Sitting on the housetop, high as I can see
You love that old rounder, but you don't love me
Delia's poor mother took a trip out West
When she returned, Delia lyin' in rest
Delia's mother wept, Delia's father moaned
They'd have wanted their poor child to die at home
Rubber tired buggy, two-seated hack,
Took Delia to the graveyard, never brought her back
Kenny lookin' high, Kenny lookin' low,
Shot poor Delia with that hated .44
Delia, Delia, wouldn't take no one's advice
Last words I heard her say were, "Jesus Christ!"
Tony shot his Delia one Christmas night
First time he shot her
She hung her head an' died
One more round, Delia's gone
One more round, Delia's gone
sent for the doctor, doctor come too late
Sent for the minister to lay out Delia straight
One more round, Delia's gone
One more round, Delia's gone
Delia, oh Delia, where ya been so long?
Whenever we see those mountains
We will think of me and you
George insists on magnificent views
I think I should like your uncle
(spoken) alex, she's beautiful who is she?
My aunt Delia she was an actress too
Delia! Was she famous?
Yes but she died very young
That's why my uncle doesn't
Come down here very often there
Are too many memories
Haven't I seen that somewhere before?
Louis Collins took a trip out west
When he returned, little Delia had gone to rest
The angels laid her away
Louis said to Delia
"That's the sad thing with life,
There's people always leavin' just as other folks arrive"
The angels laid her away
When the people heard Delia was dead
All of them gentlemen they dressed in red
The angels laid her away
Angels laid her away
Laid her six feet under the clay
The angels laid her away
Louis went downtown for a new suit of clothes
He's gonna dress up for Delia like a fine red rose
The angels laid him away
He brought a ten-gallon Stetson
It was ox blood red
Stacker Lee shot Louis in the back of the head
The angels laid him away
Oh Stacker Lee said to Louis,
'Oh now don't you grieve.
Gangsta nah go swim inna sea
Gwan wid di fish inna di Gully Gully
Delia, Antoinette and Stacy
Seh yuh mouth comin like a Stay Free
Bwoy! Gangsta nah go swim inna sea
Gwan wid di fish inna di Gully Gully
[Chorus:]
When all the ladies heard that he was dead
Some wore orange dresses
And some wore red
When all the ladies heard that he had died
He could hear them wailing
All the way on the other side
Police officer
Walked onto the plan
Don't come any closer
Said Curtis to the man
Curtis said to Delia as she turned to walk away
You so very beautiful but you gonna die someday
Judge he said to Curtis
What's this noise about
Curtis said these evil men
Are trying to put me out
[Chorus]
He unhooked his revolver and pulled on his gloves
Just before he folded King Queen Jack Ten Nine of clubs
He saw Delia leaning over by the door
Stood at the table and he pulled his forty four
Delia started crying fell on her knees to pray
Delia begged for mercy but there would be hell to pay
[Chorus]
When all the ladies heard that he had died
He could hear them wailing
All the way on the other side
Curtis said Your Honor
What might be my fine?
Il existe près des écluses, dont la belle jeunesse s'use
En bande on s'y rend en voiture, ils disent la bonne aventure
On passe la nuit claire à boire, on n'a pas le temps de le croire
On rentre d'une seule traite, avec des fleurs pleins la charrettes
J'ai pris la main d'une éphémère, elle avait des yeux d'outre-mer
Elle avait la marche légère, j'aimais déjà les étrangères
Celle-ci parla vite vite, sa robe tomba tout de suite
En ce temps-là, j'étais crédule et je prenais les campanules
Quand c'est fini tout recommence et la plus banale romance
Et nous allions jouer notre âme, puis au matin, bonsoir madame
Un bas quartier de bohémiens à démêler le tiens du miens
Ordinairement au mois d'août, pour des piments et du vin doux
On danse en frappant dans ses mains, il fait grand jour et c'est demain
Gai, sans un sou, vaguement gris, son destin dans la paume écrit
Qui m'a suivi dans ma maison, elle en montrait la déraison
Et de longue jambes de faon quand j'étais un petit enfant
De l'odeur des magnolias, quand ma hâte la délia
Un mot m'était promission pour les fleurs de la passion
Toute musique me séduit m'est l'éternelle poésie
Un long jour une courte nuit, l'Amour s'achève avec la pluie.
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