Jackson Browne Lyrics

Album: Best Of ... Live

STAY Lyrics

(spoken)

IжЉЋ like to do a song IжЉіe never played in public before

ItжЉЇ a brand new song

ItжЉЇ sort of a tribute to friends of mine that come out here on the road

And to you, too...

Now the seats are all empty

Let the roadies take the stage

Pack it up, tear it down, 

theyжЉ®e the first to come and the last to leave

Working for that minimum wage

TheyжЉ£l 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

I can hear the sound of slamming doors and folding chairs

ThatжЉЇ a sound theyжЉ£l never know

Roll them cases out and lift them amps

Haul them trusses down and get ж…№m up them ramps

When it comes to moving me, 

You know you guys are the champs

But when that last guitarжЉЇ been packed away

You know that I still wanna play

So make sure youжЉіe got it all set to go

Before you come for my piano

But the bandжЉЇ on the bus

And theyжЉ®e waiting to go

Gotta drive all night and do the show in Chicago

Or Detroit

I donжЉ° know

We do so many shows in a row

And these towns all look the same

We just pass the time in the hotel room 

And wander round backstage

Til those lights come up 

And we hear that crowd

And we remember why we came

Now weжЉіe got country and western on the bus

R&B

We got disco on eight tracks and cassettes in stereo

And we got rural scenes and magazines

And we got truckers on CB

And we got Richard Pryor on the video 

We got time to think of the ones we love

While the miles roll away 

The only time that seems too short

Is the time that we get to play

People, you got the power over what we do

You can sit there and wait or you can pull us through

So come along, sing this song,

You know that you canжЉ° go wrong

Cause when that morning sun comes beating down

YouжЉ®e gonna wake up in your town

But weжЉ£l 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--