Like summer wages And we'll keep rollin' on 'til we get to Vancouver And the woman that I love She's living there It's been six long months And more since I've seen her Years have gambled and gone Like summer wages [Chorus:] In all the beer parlors All down along Main Street The dreams of the seasons Get all spilled down on the floor All the.

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Years are gambled and lost, like summer wages. And we'll rolling on till we get ro Vancouver And the woman I love whose waiting there It's been six long months and more since I've seen her May be gambled and lost like summer wages. In all the beer parlors all down along Main Street All the dreams of the season are all spilled down on the floor.

Summer Wages Recorded J.D. Crowe Written by Ian Tyson G C Never hit seventeen when you play against the dealer G Am D7 For you know that the odds won't ride with you G And never leave your woman alone C When your friends are out to steal her G Am D7 G.

SUMMER WAGES (Ian Tyson) Ian & Sylvia - George Hamilton IV - David Bromberg Band - Bobby Bare - Tony Rice - Bill Morrissey & Greg Brown - Chesapeake - Nanci Griffith - Never hit seventeen when you play against the dealer For you know that the odds won't ride with you And never leave your woman alone when your friends are out to steal her Years are.

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Summer Wages Lyrics. Never hit seventeen. When you play against the dealer. For you know 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/10(14).

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.