Luyện nghe bài hát Load-Out

Now the are all empty
Let the roadies the stage
Pack it up and it down
They're the first to come and last to
Working for that minimum
They'll set it up in town

Tonight the people so fine
They waited in line
And they got up on their feet
made the show

And was sweet
But I can hear the
Of doors and folding chairs
And a sound they'll never know

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

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

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

We do so shows in a row
And these towns all the same
We just pass the time in the rooms
And wander backstage
Till those lights come up and we hear that
And we remember why we

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

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

People you've got the power over we do
You can sit and wait
Or you can pull us
Come along, the song
You know you can't go wrong

'Cause when that morning sun beating down
You're to wake up in your town
But be scheduled to appear
A thousand away from here