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Delia

๐Ÿ‘ค Bob Dylan โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ World Gone Wrong (Remastered) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:39
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โฑ๏ธ 5:39 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 791057

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around
Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down
All the friends I ever had are gone

Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West
When she returned, little Delia gone to rest
All the friends I ever had are gone

Delia's daddy weeped, Delia's momma moaned
Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home
All the friends I ever had are gone

Curtis' looking high, Curtis' looking low
He shot poor Delia down with a cruel forty-four
All the friends I ever had are gone

High up on the housetops, high as I can see
Looking for them rounders, looking out for me
All the friends I ever had are gone

Men in Atlanta, tryin' to pass for white
Delia's in the graveyard, boys, six feet out of sight
All the friends I ever had are gone

Judge says to Curtis, "What's this noise about?"
"All about them rounders, Judge, tryin' to cut me out"
All the friends I ever had are gone

Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"
Judge says, "Poor boy, you got ninety-nine."
All the friends I ever had are gone

Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cup
Delia's in the graveyard, she ain't gettin' up
All the friends I ever had are gone

Delia, oh Delia, how can it be?
You loved all them rounders, never did love me
All the friends I ever had are gone

Delia, oh Delia, how can it be?
You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me
All the friends I ever had are gone

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:22.34] Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around
[00:28.88] Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down
[00:38.72] All the friends I ever had are gone
[00:45.15] Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West
[00:51.16] When she returned, little Delia gone to rest
[01:02.41] All the friends I ever had are gone
[01:08.75] Delia's daddy weeped, Delia's momma moaned
[01:14.86] Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home
[01:26.03] All the friends I ever had are gone
[01:50.98] Curtis' looking high, Curtis' looking low
[01:57.44] He shot poor Delia down with a cruel forty-four
[02:06.59] All the friends I ever had are gone
[02:12.62] High up on the housetops, high as I can see
[02:18.34] Looking for them rounders, looking out for me
[02:26.49] All the friends I ever had are gone
[02:32.05] Men in Atlanta, tryin' to pass for white
[02:37.93] Delia's in the graveyard, boys, six feet out of sight
[02:46.63] All the friends I ever had are gone
[03:12.08] Judge says to Curtis, "What's this noise about?"
[03:18.45] "All about them rounders, Judge, tryin' to cut me out"
[03:26.65] All the friends I ever had are gone
[03:32.07] Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"
[03:38.32] Judge says, "Poor boy, you got ninety-nine."
[03:47.61] All the friends I ever had are gone
[03:53.41] Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cup
[03:59.84] Delia's in the graveyard, she ain't gettin' up
[04:03.66] All the friends I ever had are gone
[04:33.82] Delia, oh Delia, how can it be?
[04:40.22] You loved all them rounders, never did love me
[04:48.23] All the friends I ever had are gone
[04:57.41] Delia, oh Delia, how can it be?
[05:03.97] You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me
[05:13.32] All the friends I ever had are gone
[05:37.13]

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