Little Delia

Delia was a gambler, gambled all around She was a gambling girl, she laid her money down She's all I got, is gone Delia's dear mother, took a trip out west When she returned, little Delia had gone to rest She's all I got, is gone Delia's mother weep, Delia's father moaned Wouldn't hate it so bad if that child had died at home She's all I got, is gone Delia, Delia, how can it be? Say you loved them rounders, and don't love me She's all I got, is gone Curtis, he's in the barroom, bringing out the silver cup Delia she's in the graveyard, may not never wake up She's all I got, is gone Rubber tire buggy, double seated hack Taken Delia to the cemetery but failed to bring her back She's all I got, is gone Delia, Delia, poor girl she's gone All I hate, she has left me all alone She's all I got, is gone Judge says to Curtis, "What's that fuss about?" "On account of those gamblers, trying to drive me out" She's all I got, is gone Curtis says to judge, "What may be my fine?" "I just told you, poor boy, you got 99" She's all I got, is gone Up on the housetop, higher than I could see Looking at those rounders, looking out for me She's all I got, is gone Curtis looking high, Curtis looking low Shot poor Delia down, with that hating .44 She's all I got, is gone