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 & 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
Stay Just a little bit longer
Please, please, please, please, please Tell me you're going to
Now, your daddy don't mind And your mommy don't mind
If we have another dance Just one more One more time
Oh, won't you stay Just a little bit longer
Please let me hear You say that you will
Won't you press your sweet lips To mine
Won't you say you love me All of the time
Stay Just a little bit longer
Please, please, please, please, please Tell me you're going to
Come on, come on Come on and stay
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 & 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
Stay Just a little bit longer
Please, please, please, please, please Tell me you're going to
Now, your daddy don't mind And your mommy don't mind
If we have another dance Just one more One more time
Oh, won't you stay Just a little bit longer
Please let me hear You say that you will
Won't you press your sweet lips To mine
Won't you say you love me All of the time
Stay Just a little bit longer
Please, please, please, please, please Tell me you're going to
Come on, come on Come on and stay