Cuernavaca-Hailey, It Happens

She slipped through my fingers With the sway of a tango dancer Under the brilliant lights of the bay And it left me in such a state To watch all those ships depart While we both put our swords away Oh I lowered this city to its grave Oh So that heaven could see me now I kicked my legs just off the docks Whistling through the fuzzy haze On that blackened Chicago day With my lungs long past spent I'd challenge even the fiercest wind Like a thief on his knees praying for a getaway Oh I lowered this city to its grave Oh So that heaven could see me now And everybody knows That I've been growing old Say bon voyage with a wave And everybody knows That I've been growing old Say bon voyage with a wave And everybody knows That I've been growing old I lowered this city to its grave Oh I lowered this city to its grave Oh So that heaven could see me now Oh See me