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Delia

Traditional, arranged by Bob Dylan

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)


May 1993
cd imgWORLD GONE WRONG

  Bob Dylan's Garage Studio, Malibu, CA - May 1993  

Delia was a gamblin' girl
Gambled all around
Delia was a gamblin' girl
She laid her money down.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Delia's dear mother
Took a trip out west
When she returned
Little Delia had gone to rest.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Delia's daddy weep,
Delia's mama moan
Wouldn't 've been so bad
If the poor girl died at home.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Cuddy's lookin' high
Cuddy's lookin' low
He shot poor Delia down
With a cruel '44.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

High upon the housetops
High as I can see
Lookin' for them rounders
Lookin' out for me.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Men in Atlanta
Trying 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 Cuddy
"What's this noise about?''
"All about them rounders, judge,
Tryin' to cut me out.''

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Cuddy said to the judge
"What might be my fine?''
Judge say, "Poor boy,
You got 99.''

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Cuddy's in the jailhouse
Drinkin' from an old tin cup
Delia's in the grave yard
She might never, never get 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 could it be?
You wanted all them rounders
Never had time for me.

All the friends I ever had are gone.  up
    

 Recording dates & record list

May 1993 1 WORLD GONE WRONG
17 Nov 1993 THE COMPLETE SUPPER CLUB RECORDINGS (b)
Sep 2000 SCEWG 2000 COMPILATION (b)