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On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha

You can listen to the engine moanin' out its one-note song

And you think about the woman or the girl the night before

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

When your 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

There I go

Playin' star again

There I go

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Well, you walk into a restaurant strung out from the road

And you feel their eyes upon you as you're shaking off the cold

You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explode

Most times you can't hear 'em talking, other times you can

It's the same old cliche: "Is that a woman or a man?"

And you always seem outnumbered so you don't dare make a stand

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

There I go

Playin' star again

There I go

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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 from your body like the music that you play

Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed

The echoes from the amplifiers ringing in your head

And you smoke the day's last cigarette rememberin' what she said

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

There I go

Playin' star again

There I go

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Here I am (Here I am)

On the road again (On the road again)

There I am (There I am)

Up on the stage (Up on the stage)

There I go (There I go)

Playin' star again (Playin' star again)

There I go (There I go)

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