Cash johnny - Delias gone1

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    Date: Tue, 03 Oct 1995 20:35:25 -0400 (EDT)
    From: "Dr. Mellow" 
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    As always, I loved the latest edition of COWPIE. And I finally got around 
    to keying in (most of) the "American Recordings" album by Johnny Cash. 
    There might be a few typos, but I think I got it all. So, here it is:
    
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     Delia's Gone
     Music: D. Troops/K.Sibersdorf
     Lyrics: Johnny Cash
     Publishing information unavailable at date of printing
    
     A          D    
     Delia, oh, Delia
     A                
     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    
     Delia's gone, one more round
     E        A  
     Delia's gone
    
                         
     I went up to Memphis
     And I met Delia there
     Found her in her parlor
     And I tied 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 you 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

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