Oh poor Delilah,
She really lost her head.
Many tried to beguile her,
but she married a fool instead
Many tried to warn her,
we said the man’s absurd
But she told us that she loved him
didn’t heed our words
By springtime he had had left her,
her tears they fell like rain
But all her April showers
didn’t wash away the pain.
Many tried to warn her,
but what will be, will be.
Now she hangs out on street corners,
and gets no sympathy.
