Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Load Out

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

Now the are all empty
Let the roadies take the
it up and tear it down
They're the first to and last to leave
Working for minimum wage
They'll set it up in town
Tonight the people were so
waited there in line
And when they got up on their feet they the show
And that was
But I can hear the
Of doors and folding chairs
And that's a sound never know
Now roll them cases out and them amps
them trusses down and get'em up them ramps
'Cause when it to moving me
You are the champs
But when that guitar's been packed away
You know that I want to play
So make sure you got it all set to go
Before you come for my
But the on the bus
And waiting to go
We've got to drive all and do a show in Chicago
or Detroit, I know
We do so many in a row
And these all look the same
We just the time in our hotel rooms
And wander 'round
Till those lights come up and we that crowd
And we why we came
Now we got country and on the bus
R and B, we got in eight tracks and cassettes in stereo
got rural scenes & magazines
We've got on the CB
got Richard Pryor on the video
We got time to think of the ones we
While the miles roll
But the only time seems too short
Is the time we get to play
People you've got the over what we do
You can sit and wait
Or you can us through
along, sing the song
You know you go wrong
'Cause when that sun comes beating down
You're to wake up in your town
But we'll be to appear
A miles away from here