JOHNNY CASH'S ORIGINAL LYRICS:
This is the one from 1993, released on American Recordings in 1994:

DELIA'S GONE
(Johnny Cash Version)

Delia, oh Delia, Delia all my life.
If I hadn't shot poot Delia, I'd a had her for my wife.
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.

I went up to Memphis, and I met Delia there;
Found her in her parlor, and I tied her to her chair.
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.

She was low down and triflin', and she was cold and mean.
Kind of evil, make me want to grab my sub-machine.
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.

First time I shor her, I shot her in the side;
Hard to watch her suffer, but with the second shot she died.
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.

But jailer, oh jailer, jailer I can't sleep;
'Cause all around my bedside, I hear the patter of Delia's feet.
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.

So, if your woman's devilish, you can let her run;
Or you can bring her down and do her like Delia got done.
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.

Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.

(low down and triflin' can be interpreted as another way of saying
you loved all them rounders, but didn't love me; as well as the
other ways he used to describe her.)