Turn The Page

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

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

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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

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So you walk into this 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

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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 dont dare make a stand

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Make your stand

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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

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Out there in the spotlight, you're 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

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Later in the evening, you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head
You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said

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What she said

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Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on a stage
Here I go - playing star again

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There I go
And Im gone