Текст песни JOHNNY CASH - Delia's Gone
JOHNNY CASH - Delia's Gone слова песни
Текст песни JOHNNY CASH - Delia's Gone
Delia, oh, DeliaDelia all my lifeIf I hadn't have shot poor DeliaI'd-a had her for my wifeDelia's gone, one more roundDelia's gone( )I went up to MemphisAnd I met Delia thereFound her in her parlorAnd I tied to her chairDelia's gone, one more roundDelia's goneShe was low down and triflingAnd she was cold and meanKind of evil make me want toGrab my sub machineDelia's gone, one more roundDelia's goneFirst time I shot herI shot her in the sideHard to watch her sufferBut with the second shot she diedDelia's gone, one more roundDelia's goneBut jailer, oh, jailerJailer, I can't sleep'Cause all around my bedsideI hear the patter of Delia's feetDelia's gone, one more roundDelia's goneSo if you woman's devilishYou can let her runOr you can bring her down and do herLike Delia got doneDelia's gone, one more roundDelia's gone