Delia, Delia
How can it be?
You say you love those rounders and
don't love me
Now she's one more rounder gone
Delia, Delia
See that I'm all alone
Some of you rounders going to
pay my way back home
Cause she's one more rounder
gone
Sitting on the housetop
High as I can see
Say you love those rounders and
love me
But she's one more rounder gone
Delia's poor mother
Took a little trip out west
When she returned
Little Delia was lying in rest
But she's one more rounder gone
Delia's mother weeped
Delia's father moaned
They wouldn't have hated it so bad
if that child had died at home
But she's all I got is gone
Delia was a gambler
Running all around
She was one girl never let the
deal go down
But she's one more rounder gone
Rubber tired buggy
Double seated hack
Took Little Delia to the cemetery but failed to bring
her back
But she's one more rounder gone
Delia was a gambler
Running all around
She was one girl never let the
deal go down
Delia looking high
Curdy looking low
Shot- ooor Delia with that
hatefull .44
But she's one mcre rounder gone
Delia, Delia
Take no one's advice
Last word I heard her say was
Jesus Christ
But she's one more rounder gone
Curdy he's in the barroom
Drinking out the silver cup
Delia's in the graveyard
May not never wake up
But she's one more rounder gone
Judge said to Curdy
What was that fuss about?
On account of them gamblers
trying to put me out
But she's one more rounder gone
Judge said to Curdy
I'm gonna tell you the natural fact
Son, you gonna stay
till Little Delia come back
Cause she's one more rounder
gone