Summer Wages chords by David Bromberg

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Verse 1:
C                             F
Never hit seventeen, when you play against the dealer
C                       Am                   G
For you know that those odds won't ride with you
          C                            F
And never leave your woman alone, with friends around to steal her
          C           Am               G   C
Years are gambled and lost like summer wages

Verse 2:
C                                F
So we'll keep rollin on, til we get to Vancouver
      C            Am              G
And a woman that I love, is living there
             C                   F
Oh it's been six long months and more since I've seen her
      C           Am               G   C
Maybe gambled and lost like summer wages

Chorus:
       G                         F       C
And in all the beer parlors, all down on Young Street
                  Am           F                   C
The dreams of the seasons, all spilled down on the floor
        G                        F         C
All the big stands of timber are ready for falling
                         Am                  F                 G
And the hustlers sitting watchfully, as they wait there by the door

Verse 3:
        C                           F
So I'll work on the towboats, in my slippery city shoes
        C             Am       G
Which I swore I would never do again
            C                                 F
Through the gray fog-bound straits, where the cedars stand watching
         C          Am                G   C
I'll be far off and gone, like summer wages

Chorus:
       G                         F          C
And in all the beer parlors, all down along Young Street
                  Am       F                 C
The dreams of the seasons, spill down on the floor
        G                        F         C
All the big stands of timber are ready for falling
                         Am                  F                 G
And the hustlers sitting watchfully, as they wait there by the door

Verse 4:
            C                      F
For she’s a woman so fine, I might never try to find her
        C            Am           G
For the memories are all we had before
            C                                     F
They should never ever be changed, 'cause they’re all that I’ll take with me
         C           Am             G   C
Now I’ve gambled and lost my summer wages.

Verse 5:
      C                       F
Never hit seventeen, when you play against the dealer
    C             Am                   G
You know that the odds won't ride with you
          C                            F
And never leave your woman alone, with friends around to steal her
          C           Am               G   C   F   C   F   C   F   C
Years are gambled and lost like summer wages