Текст песни Delia - Remastered - 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 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 mama 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 44
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 99"
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 might never get 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