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Mile Bertrand Tab

by The United Steel Workers Of Montreal


Émile Bertrand by The United Steel Workers of Montreal


NOTE:  The lyrics for this tab have been taken predominantly from the liner notes.
the version on their album contains a few different lyrics and an additional verse. As 
I
done my best to provide accurate lyrics for the song as it is played on the album, 
the additional verse. Enjoy.... and don't tell me if I am wrong because I don't want
know.


Intro:
  (x 4)

               
Dirty boats and filthy ropes.
                
Sore backs from crooked jacks.
               
Straw boss and Irish moss.
             
Kerosene and coal.

                  
Slinging hash and counting cash.
                  
Coffee stains and neck strains.
                  
Manager smiles at broken tiles
                 
on the greasy old floors.

Bridge:
   
  
   
  


               
Slow pokes and tow ropes.
                  
Sailors knots and widows plots.
                            
We hear the yell of the the steeple bell,
                
Of St. Cunégonde.

                
Cads’ hands and frying pans.
         
Cash in, clear the bin.
                   
Mopping floors and closing doors.
                
I’m  on my way home to you.

Chorus:
                             
But dreaming just comes easy
                                
When the work is too hard to bear.
                             
But staring in your eyes dear,
                           
believing our dreams can be here.

Bridge:
 
 
 
 


                      
We meet at night, ‘neath the dirty light.
                  
Filthy jeans with worn out seams
             
Lunch box is out of hock.
                       
Will we drink the night away?


Extra verse...
                   
Change your shoes, this afternoon
                    
You fixed your hair because you care
         
Lipstick will do the trick
                        
Will we dance until the dawn?

Chorus:
                              
But dreaming just comes easy
                                 
When the work is too hard to bear.
                           
But staring in your eyes dear,
                                  
Means believing our dreams can be here.

                    
It’s near to four, they locked the door.
                     
Descend the stairs, the dreams we share.
                   
The neon lights are outta sight
                         
As we walk hand in hand home.