Here's a song we hope you know
Let's have it

On a long, lonesome highway
East of Omaha
Can listen to the engines moanin' out his one note song
Think about the woman
The girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wanderin'
The way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
Nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin'
You wish the trip was through

And here I am
On the road again
Here I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
Here I go
Turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant
All 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? Or is it man?"
And you always seem outnumbered
You don't dare make your stand
Make your stand

And here I am
On the road again
Here I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
Here I go
Turn the page

Out there in the spotlight
You're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
You're tryin' 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

She said here I am
On the road again
Here I am
Up on that stage
There you go
You're playin' star again
There you go
Turn that page

Here I am
On the road again
Here I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
There I go

Alright, alright, alright, thank you guys

How come we don't get a couch?
We get these hard, hard stools
You see a doctor about that
Those guys get chocolate
Oh right, oh god
(Alex! Alex!)
Yeah! You got a coffee table too
Wow, everyone does
You got snacks, wow
Those guys really go all out
You got peanuts, okay