On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha
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You can listen to the engine moanin
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out it's one lone song
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You can think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before
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But your thoughts will soon be wanderin',
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the way they always do
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When you're ridin' 16 hours,
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there's nothin' much to do
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And you don't feel much like ridin',
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you just wish the trip was through
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Here i am, on the road again
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There i am, up on the stage
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Here i go, playin the star again
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There i go, turn the page
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So you walk into this restaurant,
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strung out from the road
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And you feel the eyes upon you,
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as you're shakin off the cold
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