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Thread #39034 Message #553398
Posted By: Justa Picker
18-Sep-01 - 03:14 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Stephan Grossman versions
Subject: Lyr Add: DELIA (Rev. Gary Davis; Willie McTell)
I have the video and tab of Grossman's which contain "All My Friends Are Gone". Here are the lyrics posted within that booklet.
Rev. Gary Davis Version
Delia, Delia was a-goin' her last go round
When ol' Cutty came by
And shot her to the ground
All the friends I had are gone.
Delia, Delia made a lunge to run,
Sheriff shot her down
With his great big Gatlin' gun
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Men in Atlanta tryin' to pass fo' white
Delia's in the graveyard
Six feet out of sight.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Men in Atlanta drinkin' out of a silver cup
Delia's in the graveyard,
Ain't never goin' to get up.
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Delia, Delia how could it be?
Wanted everyone,
But you never had time for me
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Second Version: from the singing of Blind Willie McTell*
Delia was a gambler, gambled all around
She was a gamblin' girl,
She's layin' her money down
She's all I got is gone.
Delia see her mother, took a trip out West.
When she returned,
Little Delia had gone to rest.
She's all I got is gone.
Delia's mother weeped, Delia's father moaned
Wouldn't hurt so bad,
But the chile died at home.
She's all I got is gone.
Delia, Delia how can it be?
Say you love them rounders
And you don't love me.
She's all I got is gone.
Cutty's he's in the bathroom, drinkin' out of a silver cup,
Delia she's in the graveyard
May not never wakeup
She's all I got is gone.
Rubber-tired buggy, double-seated hack,
Taken Delia to the cemetery
But failed to bring her back.
She's all I got is gone.
Delia, Delia poor girl she's gone.
All I have
She has left me all alone.
She's all I got is gone.
Judge said to Cutty, "What's that fuss about?"
"All account of those gamblers
Tryin' to drive me out."
She's all I got is gone.
Cutty said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"
"I done told you poor boy
You got ninety-nine."
She's all I got is gone.
Up on the house top, high as I can see,
Lookin' at those rounders
Lookin' after me.
She's all I got is gone.
Curly lookin' high, Curly lookin' low,
Shot poor Delia down
With that April 44.
She's all I got is gone.
*David Bromberg also recorded this version.