Turn The Page

Bob Seger

On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can hear the engine moanin'
out his one long one note song
You can think about the woman
or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will be wandering
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
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page

Well you walk into a restaurant,
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
Most times you can't hear them talk,
other times you can
All the same old cliché's,
"Is that a woman or a man?"
And you always seem outnumbered,
you don't dare make a stand

On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here 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 to give away
As the sweat pours out your body
like the music that you play
Later in the evening 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

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

Soft karaoke
Words
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Bass
Electric Piano
Steel String Acoustic
Tenor Saxophone
Strings
Melody
Drums
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Sequenced by Gene Reynolds
On the Roland JW-50