Summer Wages

Ian Tyson

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Tom:
D G Never hit seventeen, when you play against the dealer
D Bm A You know that the odds won't ride with you...
D G And never leave your woman alone, when your friends are out to steal her
D Bm A D Years are gambled and lost like summer wages
D G And we'll keep rollin on, 'til we get to Vancouver
D Bm A And the lady that I love, she's living there
D G It's been six long months and more since I've seen her
D Bm A D Maybe gambled and gone, like summer wages Chorus:
A G D In all the beer parlors, all down along main street
Bm G D The dreams of the seasons, get all spilled down on the floor
A G D All the big stands of timber, just waiting for the falling
Bm G A And the hookers standing watchfully , waiting by the door
D G So I'll work on the towboats, with my slippery city shoes
D Bm A Which lord I swore I would never do again...
D G Through the gray fog bound straits, where the cedars stand a watching
D Bm A D I'll be far off and gone, like summer wages Chorus:
A G D In all the beer parlors, all down along main street
Bm G D The dreams of the seasons, get all spilled down on the floor
A G D All the big stands of timber, just waiting for the falling
Bm G A And the hookers standing watchfully , waiting by the door
D G Never hit seventeen, when you play against the dealer
D Bm A You know that the odds won't ride with you...
D G And never leave your woman alone, when your friends are out to steal her
D Bm A D Years are gambled and lost like summer wages X 2
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