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On a long and lonesome highwayeast of |
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OmahaYou can listen to the enginemoanin' out his one note song |
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You can think about the womanor the girl you knew the night before |
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But your thoughts will soon be wanderingthe way they always do |
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When you're ridin' sixteen hoursand there's nothin' much to do |
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And you don't feel much like ridin',you just wish the trip was through |
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Here I amOn the road again |
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There I am |
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Up on the stage |
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Here I goPlayin' star again |
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There I go |
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Turn the page |
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Well you walk into a restaurant,strung out from the road |
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And you feel the eyes upon youas you're shakin' off the cold |
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You pretend it doesn't bother youbut you just want to explode |
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Most times you can't hear 'em talk,other times you can |
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All the same old cliches,"Is that a woman or a man?" |
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And you always seem outnumbered,you don't dare make a stand |
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Here I amOn the road again |
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There I am |
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Up on the stage |
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Here I goPlayin' star again |
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There I go |
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Turn the page |
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Out there in the spotlightyou're a million miles away |
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Every ounce of energyyou try to give away |
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As the sweat pours out your bodylike the music that you play |
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Later in the eveningas you lie awake in bed |
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With the echoes from the amplifiersringin' in your head |
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You smoke the day's last cigarette,rememberin' what she said |
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Here I amOn the road again |
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There I am |
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Up on the stage |
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Here I goPlayin' star again |
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There I go |
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Turn the page |
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Here I amOn the road again |
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There I am |
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Up on the stage |
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Here I goPlayin' star again |
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There I go |
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Turn the page |
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There I go |
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There I go |
