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Ian & Sylvia - Summer Wages lyrics
Never hit seventeen when you play against the dealer, For you know that the odds won't ride with you. Never leave your woman alone with your friends around to steal her. She’ll be gambled and gone like summer wages. And we'll keep rollin on 'til we get to Vancouver And the lady that I love, she’s living there. It's been 6 long months and more since I've seen her; Maybe she’s gambled and gone like summer wages. In all the beer parlors all down along Main Street The dreams of the seasons get all spilled down on the floor. All the big stands of timber waiting there just for falling And the hookers standing watchfully waiting by the door. So I'll work on the towboats with my slippery city shoes -- Lord, I swore I would never do that again. Through the gray fogbound straits where the cedars stand a-waiting I'll be far off and gone like summer wages. (Instrumental bridge) In all the beer parlors all down along Main Street The dreams of the seasons get all spilled down on the floor. All the big stands of timber waiting there just for falling And the hookers waiting watchfully standing by the door. Never hit seventeen when you play against the dealer, For you know that the odds won't ride with you. Never leave your woman alone with friends around to steal her. She’ll be gambled and gone like summer wages. And the years are gambled and lost like summer wages. |
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