Song | Delia's Gone |
Artist | Johnny Cash |
Album | Went To Glastonbury |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cash, Silbersdorf, Toops | |
Delia, oh, | |
Delia, Delia all my life | |
If I hadn't have shot poor | |
Delia, I'd have had her for my wife | |
Delia's gone, one more round, | |
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 your 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 | |
Delia's gone, one more round, | |
Delia's gone |
zuo ci : Cash, Silbersdorf, Toops | |
Delia, oh, | |
Delia, Delia all my life | |
If I hadn' t have shot poor | |
Delia, I' d have had her for my wife | |
Delia' s gone, one more round, | |
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 your 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 | |
Delia' s gone, one more round, | |
Delia' s gone |
zuò cí : Cash, Silbersdorf, Toops | |
Delia, oh, | |
Delia, Delia all my life | |
If I hadn' t have shot poor | |
Delia, I' d have had her for my wife | |
Delia' s gone, one more round, | |
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 your 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 | |
Delia' s gone, one more round, | |
Delia' s gone |