Here I am, on the road again

On a long and lonesome highway, east of omaha

You can listen to the engine moaning out its one lone song

You can think about woman, or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering, the way they always do

When your riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do

And you don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through

Say, 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

Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road

You can feel the eyes upon you as your shaking off the cold

You pretend it doesnt bother you, but you just want to explode

Most times you can't hear em talk, other times you can

Oh the same old cliche, as that woman on her a man

You always see my number, you don't dare make a 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

Out there in the spotlight your 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 echo from the amplifiers ringing in your head

You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said

Now 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

Here I am, on the road again. There I am, up on the stage

Ah here I go, playing star again

There I go, there I go