#ON THE ROAD AGAIN
Don The DON IRELANon a lone and lonesome highway east of Omaha you can listen to the engine rolling out as one long song you think about the women or the girl you new the night before. tho your thoughts will soon be wonderin the way thay always do when you've been ridin 16 hrs.and nothing mush to do you dont feel much like ridin you just wish the trip was through. here I am on the road again here I am up on the stage there I go playing Star again there I go turn the Page most times you can hear us talk other times you can't it's the same old cliche is that a woman on a man you always feel out number and you don't dare make a stand out there in the spotlight thow a million miles away every ounce of energy as you try to slip away the the sweat pours out your body like music that you play here I am on the road again here I am up on the stage here I go playin star again here I go turn the page later in the evening as you lie awake in bed is echo from the amplifier still ringing in your head you smoke the day's last cigarette remember what you said so here I am on the road again here I am up on the stage there I go playin star again there I go turn the page
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#in da mix
on a lone and lonesome highway east of Omaha you can listen to the engine rolling out as one long song you think about the women or the girl you new the night before. tho your thoughts will soon be wonderin the way thay always do when you've been ridin 16 hrs.and nothing mush to do you dont feel much like ridin you just wish the trip was through. here I am on the road again here I am up on the stage there I go playing Star again there I go turn the Page most times you can hear us talk other times you can't it's the same old cliche is that a woman on a man you always feel out number and you don't dare make a stand out there in the spotlight thow a million miles away every ounce of energy as you try to slip away the the sweat pours out your body like music that you play here I am on the road again here I am up on the stage here I go playin star again here I go turn the page later in the evening as you lie awake in bed is echo from the amplifier still ringing in your head you smoke the day's last cigarette remember what you said so here I am on the road again here I am up on the stage there I go playin star again there I go turn the page
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