Delia Lyrics & Chords By Hans Theessink

Delia, Delia, how can it be?
You love those rounders, but you never did love me
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around
Delia was a gambling girl and she laid her money down
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Delia's poor mother took a trip out West
When she returned, Delia had gone to rest
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Kenny's lookin' high, Kenny's lookin' low
Shot poor Delia with that cruel 44
Delia's gone, one more round, 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, Delia's gone

Delia's daddy weep, Delia's mamma moan
Their poor child dead - watch her leaving home
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Kenny's in the jailhouse, waitin' for his trial
Delia's in the cemetery, 6 feet out of sight
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

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

Kenny asked the judge, what's gonna be my fine
Judge said poor boy - I'll give you 99
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone

Delia, Oh Delia, how can it be?
You're running with those rounders, but you had no time for me
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone