Now the seats are all empty
Let the roadies take the stage
Pack it up and tear it down
They're the first to come
and last to leave
Working for that minimum wage
They'll set it up in another town
Tonight the people were so fine
They waited there in line
And when they got up on
their feet they made the show
And that was sweet
But I can hear the sound
Of slamming doors
and folding chairs
And that's a sound
they'll never know
Now roll them cases out
and lift them amps
Haul them trusses down
and get'em up them ramps
Cause when it comes to moving me
You guys are the champs
But when that last
guitar's been packed away
You know that
I still want to play
So just make sure you
got it all set to go
Before you come for my piano
But the band's on the bus
And they're waiting to go
We've got to drive
all night and do a show in
Chicago or Detroit
I don't know
We do so many shows in a row
And these towns
all look the same
We just pass the time
in our hotel rooms
And wander round backstage
Till those lights come up
and we hear that crowd
And we remember why we came
Now we got country
and western on the bus
R and B we got
disco in eight tracks
and cassettes in stereo
We've got rural
scenes and magazines
We've got truckers on the CB
We've got
Richard Pryor on the video
We got time to think
of the ones we love
While the miles roll away
But the only time
that seems too short
Is the time that we get to play
People you've got
the power over what we do
You can sit there and wait
Or you can pull us through
Come along sing the song
You know you can't go wrong
Cause when that morning sun
comes beating down
You're going to
wake up in your town
But we'll be
scheduled to appear
A thousand miles away from here
People stay
just a little bit longer
We want to play
just a little bit longer
Now the promoter don't mind
And the union don't mind
If we take a little time
And we leave
it all behind and sing
One more song
Oh won't you stay
Just a little bit longer
Please please please
say you will
say you will
Oh won't you stay
Just a little bit longer
Oh please please stay
Just a little bit longer
Now the promoter don't mind
And the union don't mind
If we take a little time
And we leave it all
behind and sing
One more song