Turn the Page Bob Seger on a long and lonely highway east of omaha you can [D]listen to the engine, moanin out as one long song you can [A]think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night [Em]before and your thoughts will soo be wandering the way they always do when your riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do you don't feel much like travelin', you just wish the trip was through CHORUS: but here I [D]am, on the road [Em]again here I [D]am, up on the st[Em]age here I [D]go, p (azchords.com)