Lyrics
[Pop Production]
[Balanced Levels]
[Big drum package]
[Compressed kick]
[Compressed snare]
[Perfect EQ]
[Clean mix]
[Hard Compression]
[Strong performance]
[Proper pronunciation]
[Dry Reverb]
[Dry mix]
[Good vocal chain]
[Vocal Cuts Through Mix]
[Final Vocal Mix]
[Final Master]
[Saxophone Solo]
[Verse 1]
On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha.
You can listen to the engine moanin' out his one note 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' there to do.
And you don't feel much like ridin',
you just wish the trip was through...
[Chorus]
Say, 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...
[Verse 2]
Well, you walk into a restaurant, all 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 'em talk,
other times you can.
All the same old clichés,
"Is it woman, or a man?"
And you always seem outnumbered,
so you don't dare make a stand.
[Chorus]
Oh, here I am...
On the road again.
There I am...
On the stage.
Here I go...
Playin' star again.
There I go...
Turn the page...
[Verse 3]
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.
[Saxophone Interlude]
[Bridge]
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed...
With the echoes from the amplifiers ringin' in your head...
You smoke the day's last cigarette, rememberin' what she said...
[Chorus]
Oh, here I am...
On the road again.
There I am...
On the stage.
And, here I go...
Playin' star again.
There I go...
Turn the page...
[Breakdown]
AH HERE I AM!!!
ON THE ROAD AGAIN!!!
There I am!
Up, On, the stage, yeah!
Here I go!
Playin' star again!
There I go!
There I go....
[Saxophone Solo]