Vārdi: Steve Earle. Summer Wages.
Never hit seventeen
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never leave your woman alone
With your friends around to steal her
She'll be gamled and gone
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 big stands of timber
Just waiting for falling
And the hookers standing watchfully
Waiting by the door
So I'll work on the towboats
With my slippery city shoes
Which lord I swore I would never do again
Through the gray fog-bound straits
Where the cedars stand watching
I'll be far off and gone
Like summer wages
Chorus
Never hit seventeen
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never leave your woman alone
With your friends around to steal her
She'll be gamled and gone
Like summer wages
Tag
And the years are gambled and lost
Like summer wages
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never leave your woman alone
With your friends around to steal her
She'll be gamled and gone
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 big stands of timber
Just waiting for falling
And the hookers standing watchfully
Waiting by the door
So I'll work on the towboats
With my slippery city shoes
Which lord I swore I would never do again
Through the gray fog-bound straits
Where the cedars stand watching
I'll be far off and gone
Like summer wages
Chorus
Never hit seventeen
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never leave your woman alone
With your friends around to steal her
She'll be gamled and gone
Like summer wages
Tag
And the years are gambled and lost
Like summer wages
Earle, Steve
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