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.