Released: February 1, 2019
Songwriter: Bob Seger
Producer: Greg Fidelman
[Spoken: James Hetfield & Lars Ulrich]
Here's a song we hope you know. Guess what count it is! Seven. One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four.
[Verse 1]
On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one old song
You think about the woman, the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When you’re riding sixteen hours, nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like riding, you wish the trip was through
[Chorus]
Here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on the stage
There I go, playing the star again
There I go, turn the page
[Verse 2]
You walk into this restaurant, all strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to explode
And most times you can't hear them talk, other times you can
All the same old cliches, is it woman or is it man?
And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand
[Chorus]
And here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the star again
Here I go, turn the page
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[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
Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said
What she said
[Chorus]
She said here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on that stage
There you go, you're playing the star again
There you go, turn the page
[Outro]
Oh, here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the star again
There I go, oh
There I go
[Spoken: James Hetfield & Kirk Hammett]
Alright, alright, alright, thank you guys. How come we don't get a couch? Just this hard, this hard stool. See a doctor about that. Those guys can jump. Oh God. Yeah. You got a coffee table too. Wow, everyone does. You got snacks. Wow. Those guys really go all out. Got peanuts. Okay. Ah
Here's a song we hope you know. Guess what count it is! Seven. One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four.
[Verse 1]
On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one old song
You think about the woman, the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When you’re riding sixteen hours, nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like riding, you wish the trip was through
[Chorus]
Here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on the stage
There I go, playing the star again
There I go, turn the page
[Verse 2]
You walk into this restaurant, all strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to explode
And most times you can't hear them talk, other times you can
All the same old cliches, is it woman or is it man?
And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand
[Chorus]
And here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the star again
Here I go, turn the page
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[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
Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said
What she said
[Chorus]
She said here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on that stage
There you go, you're playing the star again
There you go, turn the page
[Outro]
Oh, here I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the star again
There I go, oh
There I go
[Spoken: James Hetfield & Kirk Hammett]
Alright, alright, alright, thank you guys. How come we don't get a couch? Just this hard, this hard stool. See a doctor about that. Those guys can jump. Oh God. Yeah. You got a coffee table too. Wow, everyone does. You got snacks. Wow. Those guys really go all out. Got peanuts. Okay. Ah