Turn The Page

On a long and lonesome highway
east of Omaha
you can listen to the engines
moanin' out as one note song
you think about the woman or the girl
you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wanderin'
the way they allways 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,Playn' star again
There i go,Turn the page

So 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

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

Chorus

Who oh
Out there in the spotlight, your 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 evenin' as you lie awake in bed
with the echoes from the amplifiers ringin' in your head
you smoke the day's last cigarette
rememberin' what she said

Chorus:

Here i am,On the road again
There i am,Up on the stage
Here i go,Playn' star again
There i go,Turn the page


Here i am, On the road again
There i am, Up on the stage
There i go, There i go
There i go, There i go
And i'm gone