Roadies' Song

An empty space, a cold dark room You say hello and look for food The coffees 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 Haul the gear, set the stage It's never easy to earn our wage 16 beds inside the bus Step inside be one of us A roadie's life is what we choose And the wheels keep rolling on 7 nights, 7 days hauling gear this is our 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 It's like a family with ups and downs But in the end it all calms down 16 beds inside the bus Step inside be one of us A roadie's life is what we choose And the wheels keep rolling on [Solo Doug] [Solo Paul] 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 They live their life to keep the faith To get tile band up on the stage Move the gear, rig the lights Check the sound, this is their life 16 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 [Solo Paul] A roadie's life is what they choose And the wheels keep rolling on