Woman of the country now that I found you
Longing in your soft and fertile delta
And I whisper sighs to satisfy the longin'
For the warmth and tender shelter of my body

Oh, you're my, yes you're my, delta lady
Yes, you're my, me oh my, delta lady

Please don't ask how many times I found you
Standing wet and naked in the garden
And I think of days and different ways I held you
We were closely touchin', yes our heart was beatin'

Oh you're my, yes you're my, delta lady
And you're my, me oh my, delta lady

Oh, when I'm home again in England
I'll think of you, love (think about you, oh, I think about you)
Because, I love you, love

There are concrete mountains in the city
An pretty city women live inside them
And yet it seems, the city scene is lackin' you
I'm so glad you're waitin' for me in the country

Oh you're mine, yes you're my, delta lady
Said you're my, me oh my, my delta lady
And you're mine, yes you're my, my delta lady
Yeah you're mine, me oh my, delta lady
Said you're my, yes you're my, my delta lady
Yeah, you're mine

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Writer(s): Leon Russell