Luyện nghe bài hát Load-Out

Now the seats are all
Let the roadies take the
Pack it up and tear it
They're the first to come and last to
Working for that minimum
set it up in another town

Tonight the people were so
waited there in line
And when they got up on their
made the show

And was sweet
But I can hear the
Of slamming and folding chairs
And that's a they'll never know

Now them cases out and lift them amps
Haul them trusses down and get 'em up ramps
'Cause when it comes to me
You know, you are the champs

But when that last guitar's been away
You know I still want to play
So just make you got it all set to go
Before you for my piano

But the on the bus
And waiting to go
We've got to all night
And do a in Chicago or Detroit, I don't know

We do so shows in a row
And these towns all look the
We just pass the in the hotel rooms
And wander backstage
Till those lights up and we hear that crowd
And we why we came

Now we got and Western on the bus
R&B, we got in eight tracks and cassettes in stereo
We've got Rural and Magazines
We've got on the CB

And we've got Pryor on the video
We got time to think of the we love
While the miles away
But the only time seems too short
Is the time that we get to

you've got the power over what we do
You can sit and wait
Or you can us through
along, sing the song
You know you can't go wrong

'Cause when morning sun comes beating down
You're going to wake up in town
But we'll be scheduled to
A thousand miles away from