Della and the Dealer Hoyt Axton
It wa[D]s Della and the Dealer and a dog name Jake,
And a[G] cat named Kalamazoo,
[F]Left the city in a pi[Bb]ckup truck --
Gonna m[G]ake some dreams come t[D]rue.
Well, t[D]hey rolled out west where the wild sun sets,
And the co[G]yote bays at the moon,
Dell[F]a and the Dealer and a d[Bb]og name Jake,
And a c[G]at named Kalamaz[D]oo.
Refrain:
If that c[D]at could talk, what a tale he'd tell
'Bout De[A]lla and the Dealer and the dog, as well,
But the cat was cool, and he never said a mumblin' [D]word.
Down Tucson way there's an old cafe
Where they play a country 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.
(Repeat Refrain)
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.
(Repeat Refrain)
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 love and a dog named Jake
And a cat named Kalamazoo,
Left Tucson in a pickup truck,
Gonna make some dreams come true.
(Repeat Refrain)
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