Jackson Browne - Load Out / Stay | Текст песни

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Now the seats are all empty
let the roadies take the stage
pack it up and tear it down.
They're the first to come
and the last to leave
working for that minimum wage
they'll set it up in another town.
Tonight the people were so fine
they waited there in line
And when they got up on their feet
they made the show.
And that was sweet, but I can hear
the sound of slamming doors
and folding chairs, and that's a
sound they'll never know.

Now roll them cases and lift them amps
and haul them truses up and
get'um up them ramps
'Cause when it comes to moving me
you know you guys are the champs
but when that last guitar's been
packed away,
you know that I still want to play.
So just make sure you got it all set to go
before you come for my piano.

But the band's on the bus,
and they're waiting to go.
We gotta drive all night
And do the show in Chicago...
or Detroit? I don't know!
we do so many shows in a row.
and these towns all look the same.
we just pass the time in the hotel rooms
and wander around backstage.
Till those lights come up
and we hear that crowd
and we remember why we came.

Now we got country
and western on the bus,
R & B, we got disco in 8-tracks
and casettes in stereo
we've got rural scenes and magazines
And we've got truckers on CB
We got Richard Pryor on the video
We've got time to think
of the ones we love
While the miles roll away
but the only time that seems
too short is the time that we get to play

People, you've got the power
over what we do
You can sit there and wait
or you can pull us through.
Come along, sing this song
You know that you can't go wrong
'Cause when that mornin' sun
comes beating down
you're gonna wake up in your town
But we'll be scheduled to appear
a thousand miles away from here.

People, stay... just a little bit longer
we want to play - just a little bit longer
Now the promoter don't mind
And the union don't mind
If we take a little time
And we leave it all behind and sing
One more song

Oh won’t you stay
just a little bit longer
Please, please, please say you will
Say you will

Oh won’t you stay
just a little bit longer
Oh please, please stay
just a little bit more

Now the promoter don’t mind
And the roadies don’t mind
If we take a little time
And we leave this all behind and sing
One more song.