On a long and lonesome highway East of Omaha You can listen to the engine Moaninâ out itâs one note 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 your ridinâ sixteen hours And thereâs nothing there to do And you donât feel much like ridinâ You just wish the trip was through Refrain: Here I am, on the road again Here I am, on the stage Here I go, playinâ star again Here I go, turn the page Well you walk into a restaurant All strung out from the road And feel the eyes upon ya As youâre shakinâ off the cold