Delta Dawn - Helen Reddy

Delta Dawn, what’s that flower you have on

Could it be a faded rose from days gone by

And did I hear you say he was a-meeting you here today

To take you to his mansion in the sky

She’s forty-one and her daddy still calls her «baby»

All the folks around Brownsville say she’s crazy

'Cause she walks around town with a suitcase in her hand

Looking for a mysterious dark-haired man

In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn

Prettiest woman you ever laid eyes on

Then a man of low degree stood by her side

And promised her he’d take her for his bride

Delta Dawn, what’s that flower you have on

Could it be a faded rose from days gone by

And did I hear you say he was a-meeting you here today

To take you to his mansion in the sky