歌手:Bob Dylan
专辑:《World Gone Wrong》

作词 : Traditional
Delia was a gambling girl and gambled all around
Delia was a gambling girl, she laid her money down
All the friends
I ever had are gone
Delia's dear ol' mother took a trip out
WestWhen she returned, little
Delia had gone to rest
And 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' looking high,
Curtis' looking low
He shot poor
Delia down with a cruel forty-four
All the friends
I ever had are gone
High up on the housetops, high as
I can seeLooking 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 ninety-nine"
All the friends
I ever had are gone"Curtis' in the jail house, drinking from an old tin cupDelia's in the graveyard, she might never, never get upAll the friends I ever had are goneDelia, oh Delia, how can it be?You loved all them rounders, never did love meAnd all the friends I ever had are goneDelia, oh Delia, how can it be?You wanted all them rounders, never had time for meAll the friends I ever had are gone