Album Name

The Next Voice You Hear

Artist

Jackson Browne

Genre

POP

Release Date

2001.03.06

Release Agency

Elektra

The Load Out - Jackson Browne
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
getem 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 & 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