作词 : Traditional Delia was a gambling girl and 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 WestWhen she returned, little Delia had gone to rest And 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 seeLooking 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 cupDelia's in the graveyard, she might never, never get upAll the friends I ever had are goneDelia, oh Delia, how can it be?You loved all them rounders, never did love meAnd all the friends I ever had are goneDelia, oh Delia, how can it be?You wanted all them rounders, never had time for meAll the friends I ever had are gone
作词 : Traditional Delia was a gambling girl and 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 WestWhen she returned, little Delia had gone to rest And 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 seeLooking 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 cupDelia's in the graveyard, she might never, never get upAll the friends I ever had are goneDelia, oh Delia, how can it be?You loved all them rounders, never did love meAnd all the friends I ever had are goneDelia, oh Delia, how can it be?You wanted all them rounders, never had time for meAll the friends I ever had are gone
