Johnny Cash — Delia’s Gone Mono

Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life If I hadn'ta shot poor Delia I'da had her for my wife Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone First time I shot her 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 Well, the guilty get a sentence But I ain't gonna tell you mine 'Cause I got a brother in Memphis Doin' life or ninety-nine 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 Now you give me my hammer I'll drag the ball and chain And every rock I bust I seem to ring out Delia's name Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone Oh, Delia Delia's gone like a July snow Delia's gone