6.Delia
Lyrics：Bob Dylan
Music：Bob Dylan
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.
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