The Load-Out Chords by Jackson Browne

[Start]

[Intro]
G C Em C D G C G
■ ■ ■  ■ ■ ■ ■ ■
Bm7 G C Em C D
■   ■ ■ ■  ■ ■
G C G
■ ■ ■


[Verse]
G                          
Now the seats are all empty
        C                Em   
Let the roadies take the stage
Em            C           D    G
■  Pack it up and tear it down ■
                     G                         
They're the first to come and the last to leave
C                             Em
Working for that minimum wage ■ 
Em7            C             D    G C
They'll set it up in another town ■ ■


[Chorus]
G             Em          Eb     
■ Tonight the people were so fine
C                        
They waited there in line
G                    Em           
And when they got up on their feet
          D   C   
They made the show
G                 
And that was sweet


[Verse]
    G                   
But I can hear the sound
   C                  D       Em    
Of slamming doors and folding chairs
Em C                                D   
■  And that's a sound they'll never know
G             C                            G
Now roll them cases out and lift them amps ■
                  C                              G
Haul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps ■
               G                 
'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
Em       C            D     Em  
You know that I still wanna play
G            C                            
So just make sure you got it all set to go
D                   Em D    
Before you come for my piano


[Inst]
G C Em C D G C Em
■ ■ ■  ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ 
C G C G
■ ■ ■ ■


[Verse]
Em             Eb        
But the band's on the bus
C                          
■ And they're waiting to go
G                  Em   
We gotta drive all night
                D  C      
And do the show in Chicago
   G                   
Or Detroit I don't know
      C                  Em 
We do so many shows in a row
          C     D            G   
And these towns all look the same
                         Bm7            
We just pass the time in the hotel rooms
Cmaj7 C             Em       
And   wander 'round backstage
           C                                    
'til those lights come up and we hear that crowd
       D                   
And we remember why we came


[Inst]
G C D Em C D G C
■ ■ ■ ■  ■ ■ ■ ■
G C D Em7 Em C
■ ■ ■ ■   ■  ■
D G C G
■ ■ ■ ■


[Verse]
D          G                               
Now we got ■ Country and Western on the bus
    Em Em7      C    
R & ■  B we got Disco
                                  G     
And eight tracks and cassettes in stereo
       G                             
And we got rural scenes and magazines
           C               Em
And we got truckers on the CB
                   C            G    
And we got Richard Pryor on the video
       G                                
We got time to think of the ones we love
          C          Em  
While the miles roll away
C                                 
The only time that seems too short
       D                       
Is the time that we get to play


[Chorus]
G                                C         
People you've got the power over what we do
        G                             C              
You can sit there and wait or you can pull us through
G                       
Come along sing the song
    C                      D    
You know that you can't go wrong
                 G                             
'cause when that morning sun comes beating down
             C               Em  
You're gonna wake up in your town
C                               
But we'll be scheduled to appear
  D        Em7   D             
A thousand miles away from here


[End]