Luyện nghe bài hát Rosie

(Jackson Browne)
She was at the load-in when the trucks rolled up
She was sniffing all around like a female pup
She wasn't to talk to, looked like she had nowhere to go
So I gave her a pass so she get in to see the show.
I sat her down next to me and I got her a beer
While I mixed sound on the stage so the band could hear
The more I watched her watch me play, the less I of to say
And when they walked offstage the drummer swept that away.

Rosie, you're all right, you my ring
you hold me tight, Rosie, that's my thing
When you turn out the I got to hand it to me
Looks it's me and you again tonight, Rosie.
Well, I guess I might have from the start she'd come for a star
But I my imagination not to run too far
Of all the times that been burned, by now you'd think I'd learn
it's who you look like, not who you are.

**** The / Stay ****
Now the seats are all empty, let the roadies the stage
Pack it up and tear it
They're the first to come and the to leave
for that minimum wage
They'll set it up in town.
the people were so fine, they waited there in line
And then they got up on their and made the show.
And that was sweet, and I can the sound
Of slammin' and folding chairs;
a sound they'll never know.
And them cases out and lift them amps
Haul them trusses down and get 'em up those
'Cause when it comes to me
You know you are the champs
But when that last guitar's been away
You know that I still want to
So just sure you've got it all set to go
you come for my piano.
But the band's on the bus, and they're to go
We gotta drive all and do the show in Chicago
Or Detroit; I don't know, we do so shows in a row
And towns all look the same.
We just the time in the hotel rooms
And 'round back stage
'Til those lights come up and we hear that
And we why we came.
Now we got and western on the bus, [?]
We got disco, 8-tracks and cassettes and
And we got rural and magazines
And we got on c.b.
We got Richard Pryor on the
We got time to think of the ones we
While the miles away
The only time seems too short
Is the time we get to play.
People, you've got the power over we do;
You can sit there and wait or you can us through.
Come along, the song, you know that you can't go wrong
'Cause when the morning sun comes beating
gonna wake up in your town
But be scheduled to appear
A thousand miles from here.
People, stay a little bit longer;
We wanna play just a bit longer
Well, the roadie mind
And the union don't
If we take a little and we leave it all behind
Sing one song.
Oh, won't you stay just a little bit
Please, please, say you will...