Overshore

Ounce for ounce was the right amount

Added back into yours and we'll never run out

Gave it back at the final count

Tallied up and he said son, how'd you make out

Opened up and the tally's out

Buddy said say here's your smile marks and how'd you make out

Top brass the seals on your envelope

Signed and stamped and dated just for you

Roll soul all the numbers on your metal roll

Sitting there on the double says it's gonna be a roll