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Delilah

Reed / Masson

I saw the light o n the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love o n her blind
She was my woman
As she betrayed me I watched, and went out of my mind

My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
I could see that girl was no good for me
But I was lost like a slave that no o ne could free

At break of day when that man drove away I was waiting
I crossed the street to her house and she opened the door
She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand, and she laughed no more

My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
Like before they came to break down the door
Forgive me, Delilah, I just couldn't take any more

She stood there laughing
I felt the knife in my hand, and she laughed no more

My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
Like before they came to break down the door
Forgive me, Delilah, I just couldn't take any more
Forgive me, Delilah, I just couldn't take any more!

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