Never hit 17 when you play against the dealer for you know
that
the odds won't ride with you
never leave your woman alone when your friends
are out the stealer she'll be gambled
and gone like summer wages
and we'll keep
rolling on
till we get to
Vancouver and the woman that I love she's living there
and it's been six long months
and more since I've seen her she may be gambled
and gone like
summer wages
and all the beer parlors all down Main Street the
dreams of the season get all spelled
down on the floor and the big stands of
September waiting there just before and
the hookers waiting watchfully standing by the door
so I work
on them old towboats
with my slippery city shoes which I swore I would never do again
in the gray fog-bound streets where the
Cedars stand watch I'll be far off and
gone like summer wages
and all the beer parlors
all down Main Street the dreams of the
season get all spelled down on the floor
and the big stands of September waiting there just for
fun the hookers waiting watchfully standing by the door
never hit
17 when you play against the dealer for
you know that the odds won't ride with you
never leave your woman alone when your
friends are out the stealer she'll be gambled
and gone
like summer wages years are gambled and gone like summer wages