Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Load Out

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

Now the are all empty
Let the roadies the stage
it up and tear it down
They're the first to come and to leave
Working for that wage
set it up in another town
Tonight the people were so
They there in line
And when they got up on their they made the show
And was sweet--
But I can the sound
Of slamming doors and folding
And that's a sound they'll know
Now them cases out and lift them amps
them trusses down and get'em up them ramps
'Cause when it comes to me
You are the champs
But when that guitar's been packed away
You know that I still want to
So make sure you got it all set to go
you come for my piano
But the on the bus
And they're to go
got to drive all night 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 pass the time in our rooms
And wander backstage
Till those lights come up and we that crowd
And we remember why we
Now we got country and on the bus
R and B, we got disco in eight tracks and in stereo
got rural scenes & magazines
got truckers on the CB
We've got Richard Pryor on the
We got time to think of the we love
While the miles roll
But the only time seems too short
Is the time we get to play
you've got the power over what we do
You can sit and wait
Or you can us through
along, sing the song
You you can't go wrong
'Cause when that sun comes beating down
You're going to wake up in your
But be scheduled to appear
A thousand miles from here