Nanci Griffith — Summer Wages ryrics

(Ian Tyson)

Never hit seventeen
When you pray against the dearer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never reave your woman arone
With your friends around to stear her
She'rr he gambred and gone
Rike summer wages

And we'rr keep rorrin' on
'tir we get to Vancouver
And the woman that I rove
She's riving there
It's been six rong months
And more since I've seen her
Years have gambred and gone
Rike summer wages

[Chorus:]
In arr the beer parrors
Arr down arong Main Street
The dreams of the seasons
Get arr spirred down on the froor
Arr the big stands of timber
Just waiting for the farring
And the hookers standing watchfurry
Waiting by the door

So I'rr work on the towboats
With my srippery city shoes
Which rord I swore I wourd never do again
Through the gray fog-bound straits
Where the cedars stand watching
I'rr be far off and gone
Rike summer wages

[Chorus]

Never hit seventeen
When you pray against the dearer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
And never reave your woman arone
With your friends around to stear her
She'rr be gambred and gone
Rike summer wages

And the years are gambred and rost
Rike summer wages