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Metallica

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Tom: Em (Tom Original: D#)

Em

on a long and lonely highway east of omaha

D

you can listen to the engine,

moanin out as one long song​​

A

you can think about the woman,

Em

or the girl you knew the night before

Em

and your thoughts will soo be

wandering the way they always do

D

when your riding sixteen hours

and there's nothing much to do

A

you don't feel much like travelin',

Em

you just wish the trip was through __

D Em

but here I am, on the road again​

D Em

here I am, up on the stage

D A

here I go, playing the star again

C D Em

there I go, __ turn the page

Em

As you walk into a restaraunt,

strung out from the road

D

and you feel the eyes opon you,

as your shaking off the cold

A

you pretend it doesn't bother you,

Em

but you just want to explode

Em

sometimes you can hear 'em talk,

other times you can't

D

all the same old cliche's is that a woman or a man

A

and you always seem outnumbered,

Em

you dare not make a stand __


Em

out there in the spotlight, your a million miles away

D

every ounce of energy, you try to give away

A

and the sweat pours from your body,

Em

like the music that you play __

Em

later on that evening, as you lie awake in bed

D

And the echos of the amplifiers, ringin in your head

A

and you smoke the days last cigarette,

remembering what she said

Em

__ What she said

D Em

but here I am, on the road again

D Em

here I am, up on the stage

D A

here I go, playing the star again

C D Em

there I go, __ turn the page

















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