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