I met him in seattle, bellied up to a bottle Tellng 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 shanghied in vegas by a painted woman I got hog-tied by a red-head in ohio I got derailed by a dancer down in dallas He said, women gonna be the death a 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 way-laid by a widow in wyoming He said, women gonna be the death a me But what a way to go He said, women gonna be the death A me, but what a way to go