On a long and lonesome highway,   east of Omaha    You can listen to the engines   moanin' out it's one old song    You can think about the woman,   or the girl you knew the night before    But your thoughts will soon be wanderin',   the way they always do    When you're ridin' 16 hours,   and there's nothin' much to do    And you don't feel much like ridin',   you just wish the trip was through      (chorus)      Here I am, on the road again,   there I am, up on the stage    There I go, playin' star again,   there I go, turn the page       So you walk into this restaurant,    uh 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 cliché's,   is it woman, is it man    And you always seem outnumbered,   you don't dare make a stand    Make your stand      (chorus)    Ah But here I am, on the road again,   there I am, up on the stage    Here I go, ah playin' star again,   there I go, turn the page    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 evenin',   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       What she said       Yeah, and here I am,   on the road again,   there I am, up on that stage    Here I go, playin' star again,   there I go, turn the page    And there I go, turn that page       There I go, yeah, Here I go, yeah, yeah    There I go, yeah, Here I go, yeah    Here I go-oh-o, There I go    And I'm gone