On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha You can listen to the engine moanin out his one note 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 youre ridin sixteen hours and theres nothin much to do And you dont 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 Here I go, playin the star again There I go, turn the page Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road And you feel the eyes upon you as youre shakin off the cold You pretend it doesnt bother you, but you just want to explode Most times you cant hear em talk, other times you can All the same old cliches, Is that a woman or a man? And you always seem outnumbered, you dont dare make a stand Here I am, on the road again There I am, up on the stage Here I go, playin the star again There I go, turn the page Out there in the spotlight youre a million miles away Every ounce of energy, you try to give away As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed With the echoes from the amplifiers ringin in your head You smoke the days last cigarette, rememberin what she said Here I am, on the road again There I am, up on the stage Here I go, playin the star again There I go, turn the page Now here I am, on the road again There I am, up on the stage Here I go, playin the star again There I go, turn the page There I go There I go
Posted on: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 15:13:06 +0000
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