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 downtown with her 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?

Repeat verse above 3x

Delta Dawn, what’s that flower you have on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?