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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