Della And The Dealer Lyrics - Live At The Saddle Rack, San Jose - 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 

Yeah, 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 

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 a small cafe 

Where they play a little cowboy tune 

And the guitar picker was a friend of mine 

By the name of Randy Boone 

Yea, Randy played her a sweet love song 

And Della got a fire in her eye 

The Dealer had a knife and the dog had a gun 

And the cat had a shot of Rye 

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 

Yea , the dealer was a killer 

He was evil and mean 

And he was jealous of the fire in her eyes 

He snorted his coke through a century note 

And swore that Boone would die 

The stage was set when the lights went out 

There was death in Tucson town 

Two shadows ran for the bar back door 

And one stayed on the ground 

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 

Two shadows ran from the bar that night 

And dog and cat ran too 

And the tires got hot on the pick up 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 pick-up truck 

Gonna make some dreams come true 

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