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Recorded by Harry
Belafonte: Recording date: March 26, 1968 Playing time: 4:20 LP : LSP1927, CAS-2599, 11-701, CD: 07863-67403-2, RGMCD006 |
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Lyrics: Tony shot his Delia T was on a Saturday night The fist time he shot her She bowed her head and died Delias gone, one more round, Delias gone Delias gone, Delias gone Delias gone, one more round, Delias gone Called for the doctor The doctor came too late Called for the Minister Take Delia to her fate Well they took my Delia Dressed her all in Brown Took her to the graveyard And then they laid her down Delia oh Delia Where you been so long Everybody's talking about My Delias dead and gone |
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