On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha You can hear the engine moanin' out his one long one note song You can think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before But your thoughts will be wandering the way they always do When you're ridin' sixteen hours and there's nothin' much to do And you don't 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' 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 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 them talk, other times you can All the same old clichy's, "Is that a woman or a man?" And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
On the road again There I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go Turn the page
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 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
Here I am On the road again There I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go Turn the page
Here I am On the road again There I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go There I go
