Tim Hardin

Tim Hardin - Turn The Page songtekst

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On a long and lonesome highway, east of omaha.
You can listen to the engine moaning out its one lone 
song
You can think about woman, or the girl you knew the 
night before,
But your thoughts will soon be wandering, the way they 
always do.
When your riding sixteen hours and theres nothing much 
to do
And you dont feel much like riding, you just wish the 
trip was through.
Say, here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on 
the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the 
road,
You can feel the eyes upon you as your shaking off the 
cold
You pretend it doesnt bother you, but you just want to 
explode.
Most times you cant hear em talk, other times you can.
Oh the same old cliche, as that woman on her a man
You always see my number, you dont dare make a stand.
Here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the 
stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Out there in the spotlight your a million miles away,
Every ounce of energy, you try and 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 echo from the amplifiers ringing in your head,
You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she 
said.
Now here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the 
stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the 
stage.
Ah here I go, playing star again.
There I go, there I go.

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