The Dell Lyrics

Verse 1:

It's a little like Heaven south of the Dell

In the middle of April though you're a hundred hard miles from Hell

And the mayhem traffic and the urban yell

Fades into silence south of the Dell

In a bar top trailer there's a range bred horse

He's a half blood mustang; he's a wild unyielding force

When you start to gather you begin to gel

But it can get a little western south of the Dell



Chorus 1:

If it rains all night it'll be dry by noon

There's a strange blue light ‘neath the last blood moon

And the bawlin' babies brand-burned to Hell

Like a choir from Heaven south of the Dell



Verse 2:

Dust devil goes dancin' cross the Valley of the Skull

Toss a wind-burned penny down a dry stock well

Push a first-calf heifer to the brandin' pen

To the edge of the world and back again



Chorus 2:

If it rains all night it'll be dry by noon

There's a strange blue light ‘neath the last blood moon

And your circlin' pardners man they ride so well

They're a picture of heaven south of the Dell

Bridge:

Cedar Mountains heal me hold me in your dry and barren hands

Urban poisons kill me; transfuse me with the blood of the land

Final Verse:

Take a drag on the free wind south of the Dell

If you don't make it back again I'll see you in Hell

On the eastbound freeway through the urban yell

Heaven will be waitin' south of the Dell