Cursed him such a wicked curse
If he hadn't shot her, oh,
she would have cursed him worse.
Delia's gone, one more round.
Delia's gone, one more round.
Delia's gone, sent for the doctor,
he came all dressed in white, done everything
Delia's gone, one more round,
Then her mother, she came a -runnin',
She cried all day, and she cried all night,
Delia's gone, one more round.
Delia's gone, one more round.
The jury box found him guilty,
And the verdict was to die.
Delia's gone, one more round.
Delia's gone, one more round.
Jailor, how can I sleep all
Why can't you little deal your fate?
Deal is gone, one more round.
Deal is gone, one more round.