Delia

Delia cursed Tony
 On a Saturday night
 Cursed him such a wicked curse
 He swore he'd take her life
 Delia's gone
 One more round
 Delia's gone
 The first time he shot her
 He shot her in the side
 The second time he shot her
 She lay down her head and died
 They called for a doctor
 And he came dressed in black
 He's done everything that a doctor could
 But he couldn't bring Delia back
 Delia's gone
 One more round
 Delia's gone
 One more round
 Delia's gone
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 Monday he was arrested
 And on Tuesday he was tried
 The jury found him guilty
 And the judge said ninety-nine
 Delia's gone
 One more round
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 Ninety-nine years in prison?
 Judge that ain't no time
 I got a brother in New Orleans
 With nine hundred ninety-nine
 Now, Tony he's in the jailhouse
 Drinkin' outta silver cup
 And Delia, she's in the graveyard
 Trying her best to get up
 Delia's gone
 One more round
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 One more round
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 Jailer, oh, Jailer
 How can I sleep?
 When all around my bed side
 My dear, darling Delia creeps
 Delia's gone
 One more round
 Delia's gone
 One more round
 Delia's gone
 One more round
 Delia's gone