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Em
On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
D
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one note song
A Em
You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before
Em
But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
D
When you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do
A Em
And you don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through
D Em
Here I am - on the road again
D Em
There I am - up on the stage
D Em
Here I go - playing star again
C D Em
There I go - turn the page
Em
So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road
D
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold
A Em
You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode
Em
Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can
D
Oh, the same old clichés, "Is it woman? Is it man?"
D
And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
Em
Make your stand
D Em
Here I am - on the road again
D Em
There I am - up on the stage
D Em
Here I go - playing star again
C D Em
There I go - turn the page
Em
Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
D
Every ounce of energy you try to give away
A Em
As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play, yeah
(only singing)
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
D Em
Here I am - on the road again
D Em
There I am - up on the stage
D Em
Here I go - playing star again
C D Em
There I go - turn the page
C D Em
There I go - turn that page
C
There I go, yeah, yeah
D
There I go, yeah, yeah
C
There I go, yeah
D
There I go, yeah
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