IntroCDGCDmGVerse 1CF
Delia, oh Delia,
CC7
Delia all my life.
F
If I hadn't shot poor Delia
D7G7
She might have become my wife.
ChorusC
Delia gone (fare thee well)
D7G7
One more round (one more round)
CDmG
Delia gone. (Delia gone, Delia gone)
Verse 2CF
First time I shot her,
CC7
I shot her in the side.
F
The second time I shot poor Delia,
D7G7
She bowed her head and died.
ChorusC
Delia gone (fare thee well)
D7G7
One more round (one more round)
CDmG
Delia gone. (Delia gone, Delia gone)
Verse 3CF
Rubber-tired buggy,
CC7
Double-seated hack,
F
Take poor Delia to the graveyard
D7G7
And it ain't a-gonna bring her back.
ChorusC
Delia gone (fare thee well)
D7G7
One more round (one more round)
CDmG
Delia gone. (Delia gone, Delia gone)
Verse 4CF
Sixty-four years in prison,
CC7
Judge, that ain't no time.
F
I got a brother in New Orleans
D7G7
Doing nine-hundred, ninety and nine.
ChorusC
Delia gone (fare thee well)
D7G7
One more round (one more round)
CDmG
Delia gone. (Delia gone, Delia gone)
Verse 5]
CF
Jailer, oh jailer,
CC7
Jailer, I cannot sleep.
F
'Cause all around my bedside
D7G7
I hear the patter of little Delia's feet.
ChorusC
Delia gone (fare thee well)
D7G7
One more round (one more round)
CDmG
Delia gone. (Delia gone, Delia gone)
Verse 6]
CF
Now, some gave Delia a nickel,
CC7
Others gave her a dime.
F
But I didn't give her one doggone cent,
D7G7
Because that gal was mine.
ChorusC
Delia gone (fare thee well)
D7G7
One more round (one more round)
CDmG
Delia gone. (Delia gone, Delia gone)
Verse 1CF
Delia, oh Delia,
CC7
Delia all my life.
F
If I hadn't shot poor Delia
D7G7
She might have become my wife.
ChorusC
Delia gone (fare thee well)
D7G7
One more round (one more round)
CDmG
Delia gone. (Delia gone, Delia gone)
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