out Jackson Browne
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[G]No[C]w [D]th[Em]e seats are all empty. Let the roadies take the stage.
[C]Pa[D]ck[G] it up and tear it down.
They're the first to come and the last to leave,
[C]wo[D]rk[Em]ing for that minimum wage.
[C]Th[D]ey[G]'l[C]l [G]set it up in another town.
[Em]Ton[D]ig[C]ht[Em] the people were so fine. They waited there in line.
[G]An[Em]d w[D]he[C]n they got up on their feet, they made the show.
[G]And that was sweet. But I can hear the sound
[C]of[D] s[Em]lamming doors and folding chairs,
[C]th[D]at[G]'s[C] a[G] s[D]ou[G]nd they'll never know.
[C]No[G]w, roll them cases out and lift them amps.
[C]Ha[G]ul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps,
'cause when it comes to moving me,
[C]yo[D]u know you guys are the champs.
[G]But when that last guitar's been packed away,
[C]yo[D]u [Em]know that I still want to play.
[C]So just make sure you've got it all set to go
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This song should be titled "THE LOAD OUT"