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 ol´ 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 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 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 ninety-nine."
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 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