On a long and lonesome highway
east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moanin'
out its one old 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 si teen hours
and there's nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like riding
you just wish the trip wasthrough
...
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 e plode
...
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
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
...
Heeeeeey ya
...
Yeah
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
