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 hard to talk to, looked like she had to go
So I gave her a pass so she get in to see the show.
I sat her right next to me and I got her a beer
While I mixed that on the stage so the band could hear
The I watched her watch me play, the less I thought of to say
And when they walked offstage the drummer swept that away.

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

**** The Load-Out / ****
Now the seats are all empty, let the take the stage
Pack it up and it down
They're the to come and the last to leave
Workin' for that minimum
set it up in another town.
Tonight the people were so fine, they there in line
And then they got up on feet and made the show.
And was sweet, and I can hear the sound
Of doors and folding chairs;
That's a sound they'll know.
And roll them cases out and them amps
Haul them trusses and get 'em up those ramps
when it comes to moving me
You know you are the champs
But that last guitar's been packed away
You know that I still want to
So just make you've got it all set to go
Before you for my piano.
But the band's on the bus, and they're to go
We gotta all night and do the show in Chicago
Or I don't know, we do so many shows in a row
And these towns all the same.
We just the time in the hotel rooms
And wander 'round back
'Til those lights come up and we that crowd
And we why we came.
Now we got and western on the bus, [?]
We got disco, and cassettes and stereo
And we got rural and magazines
And we got on c.b.
We got Richard Pryor on the
We got to think of the ones we love
While the miles roll
The only time that too short
Is the time we get to play.
People, you've got the power what we do;
You can sit there and wait or you can us through.
Come along, sing the song, you know you can't go wrong
'Cause when the morning sun comes beating
You're wake up in your town
But we'll be scheduled to
A thousand away from here.
People, just a little bit longer;
We wanna play just a little bit
Well, the roadie don't
And the union mind
If we a little time and we leave it all behind
Sing one song.
Oh, won't you just a little bit longer
Please, please, say you will...