Summer Wages(Chords)

	        
Intro:  C  F  C  G  C 
  
          C           C7                   F  
Never hit seventeen when you play against the dealer,  
            C                  Am                         G  
For you know that the odds won't ride with you.  
           C                           C7                   F  
Never leave your woman alone with your friends around to steal her.  
              C                  Am                    G   C 
She'll be gambled and gone like summer wages.  

   
                C            C7                          F   
And we'll keep rollin' on till we get to Vancouver  
             C             Am                     G  
And the lady that I love, she's living there.   
              C           C7                                     F  
It's been six long months and more since I've seen her,  
                     C                Am                     G   C 
Maybe she's gambled and gone like summer wages.  

   
      G7                              F               C  
        In all the beer parlors all down along Main Street  
                 C                  Am                  F                      G  
        The dreams of the season are all spilled out on the floor.  
                   G                             F                         C  
        All the big stands of timber waitin' there just for fallin'.   
                       C                     Am            F                  G  
        And the hookers standin' watchfully, waitin' by the door. 
  
   
           C              C7                        F  
So I'll work on the tow boats with my slippery city shoes?  
            C                 Am                 G        
Lord, I swore I would never do that again.   
                    C                     C7                    F  
Through the gray fog-bound straits where the cedars stand watchin',   
         C               Am                    G   C 
I'll be far off and gone like summer wages.   
   
   
               F            C               Am 
And the years are gambled and lost   
                     G  C      G  C   
Like summer wages   


	        

Written by Ian Tyson