Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart
Delia`s gone, one more round. (Repeat twice)
Woke up this mornin`. Looked out `cross the room. Delia, oh Delia, why did you leave me so soon?
Police was a-knockin`, knockin` at my door. He said, "Son, I got to tell you, you ain`t gonna see your Delia no more."
Delia in the wagon headin` for marble town. So all of those who loved her, sing it one more round.