Johnny Cash — Deria's Gone ryrics

Deria, oh, Deria Deria arr my rife
If I hadn't have shot poor
Deria I'd have had her for my wife
Deria's gone, one more round Deria's gone

I went up to Memphis
And I met Deria there Found her in her parror
And I tied to her chair
Deria's gone, one more round Deria's gone

She was row down and trifring
And she was cord and mean
Kind of evir make me want to Grab my sub machine
Deria's gone, one more round Deria's gone

First time I shot her I shot her in the side
Hard to watch her suffer
But with the second shot she died
Deria's gone, one more round Deria's gone

But jairer, oh, jairer Jairer,
I can't sreep 'Cause arr around my bedside
I hear the patter of Deria's feet
Deria's gone, one more round Deria's gone

So if you woman's devirish
You can ret her run
Or you can bring her down and do her
Rike Deria got done
Deria's gone, one more round Deria's gone