Cash, Johnny – Delia’s Gone

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Delia’s Gone

Johnny Cash

 

A (hold)     D (hold)

Delia, oh, Delia

  A (hold)

Delia all my life

   D
If I hadn't have shot poor Delia

          B7                   E

I'd-a had her for my wife

            A      D             A        E        A
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone

A                   D
I went up to Memphis

       A                     A7
And I met Delia there

 D              

Found her in her parlor

          B7               E
And I tied to her chair

            A      D             A        E        A
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone

              A                    D
She was low down and trifling

A                                      A7
And she was cold and mean

D                                        
Kind of evil make me want to

B7                      E

Grab my sub machine

            A      D             A        E        A
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone

A                  D
First time I shot her

     A                      A7

I shot her in the side

  D          
Hard to watch her suffer

                    B7                     E
But with the second shot she died
            A      D             A        E        A

Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone

       A            D
But jailer, oh, jailer

 A                       A7

Jailer, I can't sleep

           D

'Cause all around my bedside

                 B7                   E
I hear the patter of Delia's feet

            A      D             A        E        A
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone

    A                       D
So if you woman's devilish

A                        A7
You can let her run

     D
Or you can bring her down and do her like

B7              E

Delia got done

            A      D             A        E        A
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone

            A      D             A        E        A
Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone