but when that last guitar’s been packed away,
you know that I still want to play.
So just make sure you got it all set to go
before you come for my piano
But the band’s on the bus,
and they’re waiting to go.
We gotta drive all night
And do the show in Chicago… or Detroit.
I don’t know, we do so many shows in a row.
And these towns all look the same.
we just pass the time in the hotel rooms
and wander around backstage.
Till those lights come up, and we hear that crowd,
and we remember why we came.
People stay just a little bit longer
We want to play — just a little bit longer
Now the promoter don’t mind
And the union don’t mind
If we take a little time
And we leave it all behind and sing
One more song
Oh won’t you stay just a little bit longer
Please, please, please say you will
Say you will