D G9 D G9 D Delia was a gambling girl, gambled all around G Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down. D/A A7 D Dsus4 D All the friends I ever had are gone. Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out West When she returned, little Delia'd 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's looking high, Curtis's looking low He shot poor Delia down with a cruel forty-four. All the friends I ever had are gone. High upon 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, trying 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 jailhouse, 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 could it be? You wanted all them rounders, never had time for me. All the friends I ever had are gone. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A7 D Dsus4 G G9 |