Turn The Page

(originally recorded by bob seger)



On a long and lonely highway east of omaha

you can listen to the engine, moanin out as one long song

you can think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before



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

When you're 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



CHORUS:

but here I am, on the road again

here I am, up on the stage

here I go, playing the star again

there I go, turn the page



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

sometimes you can here 'em talk, other times you can't;



all the same 'ole cliches: is that a woman or a man?

and you always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a stand

Make your stand



CHORUS



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

Yeah, Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed

With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said

What she said



He-ey

Yeah



CHORUS



There I go, turn the page

There I go, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go

There I go



And I'm gone


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