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Delilah

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Yesterday's blog was about a man seeing silhouettes on the shade of what he thought was his sweetie's place. Fortunately for him, he was on the wrong block. Today's is about a man betrayed, who took the ultimate vengeance on his faithless woman. (Delilah is classified as a "murder ballad") Tom Jones, 1966. I loved his voice!


I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind
She was my woman
As she deceived 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 cross 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


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

(Chief Medical Examiner Katz, how'd the victim die?
It's still too early to tell. All I can say now is I can't rule out fowl play)

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