Subj : Change of pace...
To   : All
From : Angus Mcleod
Date : Mon Jun 06 2005 09:25 am

	Lido missed the boat
	that day he left the shack.
	But that was all he missed.
	he ain't comin' back.

	At a tombstone bar,
	in a gin-joint car he made a stop.
	Just long enough,
	to grab a handle off the top.
	Next stop Chi'town,
	Lido put the money down,
	and let her roll.
	He say, "one more job oughta get it,
	one last shot 'fore we quit it.
	One for the road."

	Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh....
	He's for the money, he's for the show.
	Lido's a-waitin' for another go.
	Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh....
	He said, "one more job oughta get it,
	one last shot, we quit it.
	One more for the road!"

	Lido be runnin',
	havin' great big fun, 'til he got the note.
	Sayin' "Toe the line or blow it,"
	and that was all she wrote.
	He be makin' like a beeline,
	headin' for the borderline, goin' for broke.
	Sayin, "one more hit oughta do it,
	this joint, ain't nothin' to it.
	One more for the road."

	Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh....
	He's for the money, he's for the show.
	Lido's a-waitin' for another go.
	Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh....
	"One more job oughta get it,
	"one last shot, and we quit it.
	"One more for the road."

	Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh....
	He's for the money, he's for the show.
	Lido's a-waitin' for another go.
	Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh....

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