Verse 1: 
             Em                         Em        
        On a long and lonesome highway,east of them of all 
                 D                           D  
        You can listen to the engine moaning out it's one note song 
                A                  A                              Em     
        And you think about the one  or the girl the night before  
 
Verse 2: 
                  Em                                Em   
        But your thoughts will soon be wondering the ways they always do 
                  D                                     D  
        When you're ridin' sixteen hours and there's nothin' much to do 
                  A                        A                                Em 
        And you don't feel much like ridin'  you just wish the trip was true 

                D            Em 
        Here I am on the road again, 
                D            Em 
        There I am one more stage 
                D        A   
        Here I go,playin' star again 
                D            Em 
        there I go turn the page 

Verse 3: 
                    Em                           
        Well you're walkin' to a restaurant strung out from the cold 
                                D                        
        And you feel the eyes upon you as you're chakin' off the coat 
                                 A                                                    Em 
        You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explose 
 
Verse4: 
                     Em 
        Most times you can hear them talkin',other times you can't 
                D 
        It's the same old preachey is there a woman or a man 
                  A                                                      Em 
        and you always see my number so you don't dare they make a stair 
 
Chorus 
 
Verse 5: 
                  Em 
        After there in the spot lights you're a million miles away 
        D 
        Every outs of energy you try to give away 
                  A                                                  Em          
        as the swipe bose from your body like the music that you play 
 
Verse 6: 
         Em  
        Later in the evening as you lie a waken bed 
         D  
        Echoes from the ack fires ringing in your head 
           A                                                             Em 
        And you smoke the day's last cigarette remembering what you said 
 
Chorus 2 times.