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