On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha You can hear the engine moanin` out his one long one note song You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before But your thoughts will still be wandering, the way they always do When you`re ridin` sixteen hours, there`s nothin` much to do And you don`t feel much like ridin`, you just wish the trip was through
CHORUS: Here I am, on the road again There I am, up on stage Here I go, playin` star again There I go, turn the page
Well you walk into this restaurant, strung out from the road And you feel the eyes upon you, as you`re shakin` off the cold You pretend it doesn`t bother you, but you just want to explode Most times you can`t hear `em talk, other times you can All the same old clichЋs: Is it woman, is it man? And you always seem outnumbered, you don`t dare make a stand Make your stand
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Out there in the spotlight, you`re a million miles away Every ounce of energy you try to give away Sweat pours out your body, like the music that you play Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed With the echoes of the amplifiers ringin` in your head You smoke the day`s last cigarette, rememberin` what she said
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