T u r n   t h e   P a g e 

Em 
On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha
        D
You can listen to the engine moaning out its one note song
        A                                                      Em
You can think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before

Em 
And your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
          D
When your riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do and 
    A                                                               Em  
you don't feel much like travelling, you just wish the trip was through

Em         D          Em                      D             Em 
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
       D           A                   C   D        Em               
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page

Em
As you walk into the restaurant all strung out from the road
        D
And you feel the eyes upon you, as your shaking off the cold
       A                                                   Em 
You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explode

Em
Sometimes you hear 'em talking, other times you can't
        D
All the same old cliché's, is it a woman or a man
        A                                              Em 
And you always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a stand
            
Em         D          Em                      D             Em 
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
       D           A                   C   D        Em               
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page

Em
Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
      D
Every ounce of energy, you try to give away
        A                                                       Em
And the sweat pours from you're body, like the music that you play

Em
Later on that evening, as you lie wake in bed  
         D
With the echoes from the amplifiers till ringing in your head
        A                                                   Em
And you smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what you said

Em         D          Em                      D             Em 
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
       D           A                   C   D        Em               
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page

Em         D          Em                      D             Em 
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
       D           A                   C   D        Em               
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page, 
        C   D        Em 
There I go, turn the page.


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