On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines, moanin out as one long song
You can think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do
You don't feel much like travelin', you just wish the trip was through


Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the star again
There I go, turn the page


You walk into a restaraunt, strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode


Yeah, most times you can't here 'em talk, other times you can
All the same old clichés: is that a woman or a man?
and you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand


Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing star again
There I go, turn the page


Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, your a million miles away
Every ounce of energy, you try to give away
As the sweat pours from your body, like the music that you play, yeah


later in the evening, you lie awake in bed
With the echos of the amplifiers, ringin' in your head
As you smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said
What she said


He-ey


Yeah


And here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on a stage
Here I go, playing star again
There I go, turn the page
There I go, turn that page
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, yeah
There I go, oo-oo-ooh
There I go
And I'm gone

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