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