Bob Dylan Delia 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.

Written by: Traditional, Bob Dylan
Lyrics © BOB DYLAN MUSIC CO

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