On a long and lonesome highway
east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moanin out it s one old song
You can think about the woman
or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wanderin
the way they always do
When you re ridin 16 hours
and there s nothin much to do
And you don t feel much like ridin
you just wish the trip was
through
Here I am
on the road again
there I am
up on the stage
There I go
playin star again
there I go
turn the page
So you walk into this restaurant
uh strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
as you re shakin off the cold
You pretend it doesn t bother you
but you just want to explode
Yeah
most times you can t hear em talk
other times you can
All the same old clich? s
is it woman
is it man
And you always seem outnumbered
you don t dare make a stand
Make your stand
Ah
But here I am
on the road again
there I am
up on the stage
Here I go
ah playin star again
there I go
turn the page
Woah
Out there in the spotlight
you re a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
you try and give away
As the sweat pours out your body
like the music that you play
Later in the evenin
as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers
ringin in your head
You smoke the day s last cigarette
rememberin what she said
What she said
Yeah
and here I am
on the road again
there I am
up on that stage
Here I go
playin star again
there I go
turn the page
And there I go
turn that page
There I go
yeah
Here I go
yeah
yeah
There I go
yeah
Here I go
yeah
Here I go-oh-o
There I go
And I m gone |
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