Lirik Lagu Stay Load Out - Jackson Browne
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
People stay just a little bit longerWe want to play -- just a little bit longerNow the promoter don't mindAnd the union don't mindIf we take a little timeAnd we leave it all behind and singOne more song
Now the seats are all emptyLet the roadies take the stagePack it up and tear it downThey're the first to come and last to leaveWorking for that minimum wageThey'll set it up in another townTonight the people were so fineThey waited there in lineAnd when they got up on their feet they made the showAnd that was sweet--But I can hear the soundOf slamming doors and folding chairsAnd that's a sound they'll never knowNow roll them cases out and lift them ampsHaul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps'Cause when it comes to moving meYou guys are the champsBut when that last guitar's been packed awayYou know that I still want to playSo just make sure you got it all set to goBefore you come for my pianoBut the band's on the busAnd they're waiting to goWe've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicagoor Detroit, I don't knowWe do so many shows in a rowAnd these towns all look the sameWe just pass the time in our hotel roomsAnd wander 'round backstageTill those lights come up and we hear that crowdAnd we remember why we cameNow we got country and western on the busR and B, we got disco in eight tracks and cassettes in stereoWe've got rural scenes & magazinesWe've got truckers on the CBWe've got Richard Pryor on the videoWe got time to think of the ones we loveWhile the miles roll awayBut the only time that seems too shortIs the time that we get to playPeople you've got the power over what we doYou can sit there and waitOr you can pull us throughCome along, sing the songYou know you can't go wrong'Cause when that morning sun comes beating downYou're going to wake up in your townBut we'll be scheduled to appearA thousand miles away from here
Now the seats are all emptyLet the roadies take the stagePack it up and tear it downThey're the first to come and last to leaveWorking for that minimum wageThey'll set it up in another townTonight the people were so fineThey waited there in lineAnd when they got up on their feet they made the showAnd that was sweet--But I can hear the soundOf slamming doors and folding chairsAnd that's a sound they'll never knowNow roll them cases out and lift them ampsHaul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps'Cause when it comes to moving meYou guys are the champsBut when that last guitar's been packed awayYou know that I still want to playSo just make sure you got it all set to goBefore you come for my pianoBut the band's on the busAnd they're waiting to goWe've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicagoor Detroit, I don't knowWe do so many shows in a rowAnd these towns all look the sameWe just pass the time in our hotel roomsAnd wander 'round backstageTill those lights come up and we hear that crowdAnd we remember why we cameNow we got country and western on the busR and B, we got disco in eight tracks and cassettes in stereoWe've got rural scenes & magazinesWe've got truckers on the CBWe've got Richard Pryor on the videoWe got time to think of the ones we loveWhile the miles roll awayBut the only time that seems too shortIs the time that we get to playPeople you've got the power over what we doYou can sit there and waitOr you can pull us throughCome along, sing the songYou know you can't go wrong'Cause when that morning sun comes beating downYou're going to wake up in your townBut we'll be scheduled to appearA thousand miles away from here
