Della and the Dealer
Hoyt Axton
It was Della and the Dealer and a dog named Jake
And a cat named Kalamazoo
Left the city in a pick-up truck
Gonna make some dreams come true
Well they rolled out west where the wild sun sets
And the coyote bays at the moon
Della and the Dealer and a dog named Jake
And a cat named Kalamazoo.
Cho: If that cat could talk what tales he'd tell
About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well
But the cat was cool
And he never said a mumblin' word
Down Tucson way there's an old cafe
Where they play a little cowboy tune
The guitar picker was a friend of mine
By the name of Randy Boone
Well Randy played her a sweet love song
And Della got a fire in her eye
The Dealer had a gun and the dog had a knife
And the cat had a shot of rye.
Well the Dealer was a killer;
He was evil and mean
And he was jealous of the fire in her eye
He snorted his coke through a century note
And he swore that Boone would die
Well the stage was set when the lights went out
There was death in Tucson town
Bodies ran for the bar back door,
But one stayed on the ground
Two bodies ran from the bar that night
And a dog and a cat ran too
The tires got hot on the pickup truck,
As down the road they flew
It was Della and her lover and a dog named Jake
And a cat named Kalamazoo
Left Tucson in a pickup truck
Gonna make some dreams come true
GG
Apr98
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!