Bob Dylan - Delia lyrics

Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around,

Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West.

When she returned, little Delia gone to rest.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Delia's daddy weeped, Delia's momma moaned.

Wouldn't have been so bad if the poor girl died at home.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Curtis' looking high, Curtis' looking low.

He shot poor Delia down with a cruel forty-four.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

High up on the housetops, high as I can see,

Looking for them rounders, looking out for me.

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Men in Atlanta, tryin' 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 Curtis, "What's this noise about?"

"All about them rounders, Judge, tryin' to cut me out."

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"

Judge says, "Poor boy, you got ninety-nine."

All the friends I ever had are gone.

Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cup.

Delia's in the graveyard, she ain't gettin' 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 can it be?

You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me.

All the friends I ever had are gone.