Delia lyrics

by Bob Dylan (arr)

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.
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