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