Marseille

Back in the days of bread and roses We felt the sunlight beating down our backs Chanson, chanson d'éspoir Ca y est, ca y est, the docks are closing We are waiting for the ship in from Tangiers Shutting down the freight line Took away our mainline No more working overtime This waterfront is hot tonight Boy Morocco under streetlight Bongo beat across his shoulder Had a girl, he could not hold her She became Apache dancer Sings for any man who'll have her The Marseillaises know secret places (Light the light, draw down the blinds) No more working overtime Back in the days of bread and roses We felt the sunlight beating down our backs Chanson, chanson d'éspoir Ca y est, ca y est, the docks are closing We are waiting for the ship in from Tangiers Marseillaises, ça y est Marseillaises, ça y est