Оригинал - Bob Seger & Silver Bullet Band

On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engines
Moanin' out it's one old song
You can think about the woman
Or 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
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 TURN THE PAGE 

So you walk into this restaurant 
 [bad word] 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 is it man 
And you always seem outnumbered 
You don't dare make a stand 
Make your stand 

HERE I AM ON THE ROAD AGAIN 
THERE I AM UP ON THE STAGE 
THERE I GO PLAYIN' STAR AGAIN 
THERE I GO TURN THE PAGE 

HERE I AM ON THE ROAD AGAIN 
THERE I AM UP ON THE STAGE 
THERE I GO PLAYIN' STAR AGAIN 
THERE I GO TURN THE PAGE 

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

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YE-E-E-AH 

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YE-E-E-AH 
HERE I AM ON THE ROAD AGAIN
THERE I AM UP ON THE STAGE
THERE I GO PLAYIN' STAR AGAIN
THERE I GO TURN THE PAGE
THERE I GO TURN THE PAGE
THERE I GO YEAH 
THERE I GO YEAH YEAH YEAH

THERE I GO YEAH 

THERE I GO YEAH 
THERE I GO-O-O-O
THERE I GO