Turn The Page
Originally by Bob Seger but given a new angsty angle by James Hetfield and Metallica on their Garage Incorporated cover album (s).
A little convoluted maybe with a guitar pick and miniature JD’s but I had them around as my first attempt was ‘Whiskey in the Jar’.
But your thoughts will soon be wanderin'
The way they always do
When you're ridin' 16 hours
There's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin'
You just wish the trip was through
Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on the stage
There I go playin' the star again
There I go, turn the page
Later in the evenin'
As you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers
Ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette
Rememberin' what she said
What she said
Turn The Page
Originally by Bob Seger but given a new angsty angle by James Hetfield and Metallica on their Garage Incorporated cover album (s).
A little convoluted maybe with a guitar pick and miniature JD’s but I had them around as my first attempt was ‘Whiskey in the Jar’.
But your thoughts will soon be wanderin'
The way they always do
When you're ridin' 16 hours
There's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin'
You just wish the trip was through
Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on the stage
There I go playin' the star again
There I go, turn the page
Later in the evenin'
As you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers
Ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette
Rememberin' what she said
What she said