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