What a Way to Go

I met him in Seattle, bellied up to a bottle

Telling lies in the Blue Moon Bar

His face was hard and traveled, and as the lines unraveled

I saw a man who could laugh about his scars

He said I got Shanghaied in Vegas by a painted woman

I got hog-tied by a hooker in Ohio

I got derailed by a dancer down in Dallas

He said, "Women gonna be the death of me, but what a way to go"

He said a girl named Nancy once tickled his fancy

And backed it up with a hundred-dollar smile

He laughed about that Madam Rue, she was into Voodoo

A little weird, but she always drove him wild

He said I got tongue-tied by a teacher in Tallahassee

I got french-fried by a waitress in Idaho

I got waylaid by a widow in Wyoming

He said, "Women gonna be the death of me, but what a way to go"

He said I got Shanghaied in Vegas by a painted woman

I got hog-tied by a hooker in Ohio

I got derailed by a dancer down in Dallas

He said, "Women gonna be the death of me, but what a way to go"

He said, "Women gonna be the death of me, but what a way to go"