| Lyrics: | On a long and lonesome highway east of omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one
note song
You 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
And you don't feel much like riding, 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 star again
There I go - turn the page
So you walk into this restaurant
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 hear 'em talk, other times you can
All the same old clichés, "is it woman?
is it 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,
you're 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, yeah
Later in the evening, you lie awake in
bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head
You smoke the day's 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 |
