They say he was a lonesome desperadoAnd that he had killed three men in Abiline.They saw his ghost ride fast through ColoradoAnd his blood run in an ice cold mountain streamThen they heard the sound of thunderAnd they caught the fire in his eyesAnd they al …

Oh Delia, Oh DeliaWhy do you cry for me?I thought I made you happyWhen I set you free.I never made you anxiousI never touched your soulThe world called up and thanked usWhen our wedding was no more. Oh Suzy, Oh SuzyLook at the mess I’m inDid I really love …