Delta Gone

I was thinking the other day about some of the songs that people posted about Covid when we were all locked down where they would take a familiar song and change the words. I began wondering if there would be any songs about the current delta variant that is affecting so many. I quickly thought of the song Delta Dawn.

The next morning as I drove to church the phrase Delta Gone popped into my mind and I knew I’d have to try to write something. As I pulled up the lyrics online, I noticed a site about how the song was written. Alex Harvey was staying at Larry Collin’s house when his dead mother had appeared to him. After he came up with two lines, he woke Larry Collins and they finished the song in twenty minutes.

That story convinced me to write the song talking to a dead person about what they had left behind. It took me more than twenty minutes, but there was only one of me and I’m not a songwriter.

Here is what I came up with. Since I’m not musical you’ll have to think of Helen Reddy or Tanya Tucker singing this while you read it.
 
Delta Gone
Delta Gone, what's that flower on your grave
Could it be a faded rose from your young ones?
And did I hear them say they was a-missing you more each day
They’ll always hate the date when you were done

You were old enough to know vaccines aren’t all crazy
Was no joke you should have thought of your babies
‘Cause death struck many with a variance in this land
Who should have let the scientists lend a hand

In the future days they’ll call you Delta Gone
The bestest parent your kids would ever want
Then that disease removed you from their side
Leaving your poor orphans all bleary-eyed

Delta Gone, what's that flower on your grave
Could it be a faded rose from your young ones?
And did I hear them say they was a-missing you more each day
They’ll always hate the date when you were done

Delta Gone, what's that flower on your grave
Could it be a faded rose from your young ones?
And did I hear them say they was a-missing you more each day
They’ll always hate the date when you were done

Delta Gone, what's that flower on your grave
Could it be a faded rose from your young ones?
And did I hear them say they was a-missing you more each day
They’ll always hate the date when you were done
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Delta Gone, what's that flower on your grave
Could it be a faded rose from your young ones?
And did I hear them say they was a-missing you more each day
They’ll always hate the date when you were done