Delilah

DELILAH

WRITERS BARRY MASON, LES REED



Delilah I saw the light On the night That I passed

by her window I saw the flickering shadow Of love on

her blind She was my woman As she decieved 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 man 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

So before they come 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