D    
It was Della and the Dealer and a dog name Jake,  
 
     G 
And a cat named Kalamazoo, 
 
F                    Bb 
Left the city in a pickup truck -- 
 
       G                     D 
Gonna make some dreams come true. 
 
       D 
Well, they rolled out west where the wild sun sets,  
 
          G 
And the coyote bays at the moon, 
 
    F                       Bb 
Della and the Dealer and a dog name Jake,  
 
       G               D 
And a cat named Kalamazoo. 
         D 
If that cat could talk, what a tale he'd tell 
 
        A 
'Bout Della and the Dealer and the dog, as well, 
 
                                                   D 
But the cat was cool, and he never said a mumblin' 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. 
 
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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)