Turn The Page
Jon EnglishVersion1
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On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha
You can listen to the engine moaning out its one note song
You can think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before
And your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do
When your riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do and
you don't feel much like travelling, you just wish the trip was through
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page
As you walk into the restaurant all strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as your shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explode
Sometimes you hear 'em talking, other times you can't
All the same old cliché's, is it a woman or a man
And you always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a stand
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page
Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy, you try to give away
And the sweat pours from you're body, like the music that you play
Later on that evening, as you lie wake in bed
With the echoes from the amplifiers till ringing in your head
And you smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what you said
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page
But here I am, on the road again. Well here I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing star again. There I go, turn the page,
There I go, turn the page.
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Readable chord sheet for Turn The Page by Jon English
[Em]On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha You can [D]listen to the engine moaning out its one note song You can [A]think about the woman or the girl you knew the night be[Em]fore [Em]And your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do When your [D]riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do and you [A]don't feel much like travelling, you just wish the trip was thro[Em]ugh [Em]But here I [D]am, on the [Em]road again. Well here I [D]am, up on the [Em]stage Here I [D]go, playing [A]star again. There I [C]go, [D]turn the [Em]page [Em]As you walk into the restaurant all strung out from the road And you [D]feel the eyes upon you, as your shaking off the cold You pre[A]tend it doesn't bother you but you just want to expl[Em]ode [Em]Sometimes you hear 'em talking, other times you can't All the [D]same old cliché's, is it a woman or a man And you [A]always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a st[Em]and [Em]But here I [D]am, on the [Em]road again. Well here I [D]am, up on the [Em]stage Here I [D]go, playing [A]star again. There I [C]go, [D]turn the [Em]page [Em]Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away Every [D]ounce of energy, you try to give away And the [A]sweat pours from you're body, like the music that you pl[Em]ay [Em]Later on that evening, as you lie wake in bed With the [D]echoes from the amplifiers till ringing in your head And you [A]smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what you [Em]said [Em]But here I [D]am, on the [Em]road again. Well here I [D]am, up on the [Em]stage Here I [D]go, playing [A]star again. There I [C]go, [D]turn the [Em]page [Em]But here I [D]am, on the [Em]road again. Well here I [D]am, up on the [Em]stage Here I [D]go, playing [A]star again. There I [C]go, [D]turn the [Em]page, There I [C]go, [D]turn the [Em]page. Comments, corrections and/or ratings appreciated. Enjoy!