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On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha You can listen to the engine moanin' out his 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 ridin' sixteen hours, 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 So you walk into this restaurant, all 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 Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can All the same old cliches, 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 Playin' star again There I go Turn the Page Oh, woah, out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away Every ounce of energy, you try and 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 Woah, yeah Yeah, here I am On the road again There I am Up on that stage And here I go Playin' star again And there I go Turn the Page And there I go Turn that page There I go, yeah, yeah There I go, yeah, yeah There I go, yeah Here I go, yeah There I go There I go I'm gone