Roadies’ Song

[Verse 1]
An empty space, a cold dark room
You say hello and look for food
The coffee's strong to get you there
The clock is ticking, no time to spare
Rig the lights, build the sound
Run the cables, check the ground
[Pre-Chorus]
Haul the gear, set the stage
It's never easy to earn our wage
[Chorus]
Sixteen beds inside the bus
Step inside, be one of us
A roadie's life is what we choose
And the wheels keep rolling on
[Verse 2]
Seven nights, seven days
Hauling gear, this is your way
Another town, it never stops
Keep moving on till you're fit to drop
We fall asleep to the sound of the road
On through the night we move the load
[Pre-Chorus]
We're like a family with ups and downs
But in the end, it all calms down
[Chorus]
Sixteen beds inside the bus
Step inside, be one of us
A roadie's life is what we choose
And the wheels keep rolling on
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
A gypsy's way is what they choose
Not for all but a chosen few
They sacrifice a normal life
To tour the world with no end in sight
[Pre-Chorus]
They live their life to keep the faith
And get the band up on the stage
Move the gear, rig the lights
Check the sound, this is their life
[Chorus]
Sixteen beds inside the bus
It's where we live, be one of us
A roadie's life is what we choose
And the wheels keep rolling on
A roadie's life is what they choose
And the wheels keep rolling on