Исполнитель: Browne Jackson Песня: The Load-out

G: THE LOAD-OUT
By Jackson Browne



(I'd like to do a song, I never played in public before, that brand new song,
Sort of a tribute to the friends of mine, that come out here on the road,
And to you too)


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G B C D Em C D G C G D


G C D Em
Now the seats are all empty. Let the roadies take the stage.


C D G
Pack it up and tear it down.



They're the first to come and the last to leave,


C D Em
Working for that minimum wage.


C D G C G
They'll set it up in another town.


Em D C Em
Tonight the people were so fine. They waited there in line.


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And when they got up on their feet, they made the show.


G
And that was sweet. But I can hear the sound


C D Em
Of slamming doors and folding chairs,


C D G C G D G
That's a sound they'll never know.


C G
Now, roll them cases out and lift them amps.


C G
Haul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps,



'cause when it comes to moving me,


C D
You know you guys are the champs.


G
But when that last guitar's been packed away,


C D Em
You know that I still want to play.


C
So just make sure you've got it all set to go