On a long and lonesome highway,east of them of all
You can listen to the engine moaning out it's one note song And you think about the one or the girl the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wondering the ways they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours and there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin' you just wish the trip was true
Here I am on the road again,
There I am one more stage
Here I go,playin' star again
there I go turn the page
Well you're walkin' to a restaurant strung out from the cold
And you feel the eyes upon you as you're chakin' off the coat
You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explose
Most times you can hear them talkin',other times you can't
It's the same old preachey is there a woman or a man
and you always see my thunder so you don't dare they make a stair
After there in the spot lights you're a million miles away
Every outs of energy you try to give away
as the swipe bose from your body like the music that you play
Later in the evening as you lie a waken bed
Echoes from the ack fires ringing in your head
And you smoke the day's last cigarette remembering what you said
