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The Bagman's Gambit Lyrics & Chords By The Decemberists

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On the lam from the law, on the steps of the capitol
You shot a plain clothes cop on the ten o'clock
And I saw momentarily
They flashed with photograph, it couldn't be you
You'd been abused so horribly
But you were there in some anonymous room
And I recall that fall, I was working for the government
And in a bathroom stall off the National Mall
How we kissed so sweetly
How could I refuse a favor or two
And for a tryst in the greenery
I gave you documents and microfilm too
And from my ten floor tenement
Where once our bodies lay
How I long to hear you say
No, they'll never catch me now
No, they'll never catch me
No, they cannot catch me now
We will escape somehow, somehow
It was late one night, I was awoken by the telephone
I heard a strangled cry on the end of the line
Purloined in Petrograd, they were suspicious
Of where your loyalties lay, so I paid off a bureaucrat
To convince your captors, they're to secret you away
And at the gate of the embassy
Our hands met through the bars
As your whisper stilled my heart
No, they'll never catch me now
No, they'll never catch me
No, they cannot catch me now
We will escape somehow, somehow
And I dreamt one night
You were there in force
Head held high in uniform
It was ten years on
When you resurfaced in a motorcar
And with the wave of an arm
You were there and gone

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