Mr. Valentine's Dead

Mr. Valentine's dead and he's drinking Manhattans
Singing a coal miner's tune
In his daddy's tuxedo and Fred Astaire shoes
He's the best looking corpse in the room
Mr. Valentine's Dead and the angels are waiting
Down at the end of the bar
Well they're drinking martinis and laughing at nothing
Smoking Havana cigars
Have you ever seen dead men dancing so lightly?
Have you ever heard corpses who sing?
Mr. Valentine's Dead and the angels will take him
But not 'til he's finished his drink
Mr. Valentine's dead but it won't slow him down
He's determined to stay on his feet
And he bangs on the table and orders a round
And he pays with the gold in his teeth
Mr. Valentine's dead and he's singing in Spanish
Wearing a rose in his hair
Now the angels are howling and drinking tequila
Shooting their guns in the air
Have you ever seen dead men dancing so lightly?
Have you ever heard corpses who sing?
Mr. Valentine's dead and the angels will take him
But not 'til he's finished his drink
Mr. Valentine's dead but the still loves a party
He's always the last one to leave
And he hangs down his head and cries like a baby
When the band's playing "Goodnight Irene"
Mr. Valentine's dead but he never looked better
Tell the priest we won't need him tonight
Tell his Mum to stop crying and the band to keep playing
'Cause the angels are too drunk to fly
Have you ever seen dead men dancing so lightly?
Have you ever heard corpses who sing?
Mr. Valentine's dead and the angels will take him
But not 'til he's finished his drink