Turn the Page

Intro : On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha You can listen to the engine 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 wandering, the way they always do When you're 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 But here I am, on the road again Here I am, up on the stage Here I go, playing the star again There I go, turn the page So you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking 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 'ole cliches Is it woman ? is it man ? And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand Make your stand But here I am, on the road again Here I am, up on the stage Here I go, playing the star again There I go, turn the page Oo-ooh, 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 evening, as you lie awake in bed With the echos of the amplifiers, ringin'in your head You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said What she said Instrumental : (x2) But here I am, on the road again Here I am, up on the stage Here I go, playing the star again There I go, turn the page There I go, turn that page There I go, yeah yeah There I go, yeah yeah There I go, yeah There I go, yeah There I go   There I go