Garrington T. Jones - Road Cases Lyrics

Towns on the Interstate are flashing by
Silhouettes against a reddening sky
It's another dawn of another day
I'll try to catch some sleep as we go
Got to be in Cairns by mid-afternoon
It's another show and we're on our way

There's Motown disco playing on the bus
The Noise Boys are reminiscing
About another time; about another place
But I've got myself inside this book!
It's "Fat Man Blues" by Richard Wall
I've got the time; I've got the pace

First in; last out
That's what this game is all about
And I wouldn't want it any other way
Road case those amps
Haul the trusses, load the lamps
We'll be rigging up a show just for you

Every night my head is full of dreams
Of all "The Talent" that I've served in my time
With broad smiles, they line-up on the stage
To glad-hand me
And pat my back
And clap their hands
Call out my name
They hand me gifts
And wads of notes
And then they send me on my way to another day

Security comes with a yellow pass
They wave us to the arena stage
It's another night, it's another show
These road cases won't move themselves
The humpers push them down the ramp
On to another stage; get ready to go

First in; last out
That's what this game is all about
And I wouldn't want it any other way
Unpack those amps
Haul the trusses, set-up the lamps
We're rigging up a show just for you
Just for you
Just for you