Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bagman's Gambit, artist - The Decemberists.
Date of issue: 11.03.2012
Song language: English
The Bagman's Gambit |
On the lam from the law |
On the steps of the capitol |
You shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o’clock |
And I saw momentarily |
They flashed a 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 |
For a trist 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 fours |
Head held high |
In uniform |
It was ten years on |
When you resurfaced in a motorcar |
With the wave of an arm |
You were there and gone |