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A Cmillion Ammiles our Gvagabond heels Clocked Amup F beneath theC clouds They'reG7 counting down to Amshow timFe When we Cdo it for Amreal with the Fcrowds G7Air miles are owing But they dAmon't come for fFree And they Cdon't give you Amany for Fpain CBut if it's all for Gnothing AmAll the roadFrunning's Been inC vain
The rCimshots come down likeG cannon fire And Amthunder F off the Cwall There's a Gman inG7 every AmcornFer And Ceach one is giving his Fall GThis is my G7fife AmThis is my Fdrum So you Cnever will hear me comFplain CAnd if it's all for Gnothing AmAll the roadFrunning's Been in Cvain
FAll the roadGrunning FAll the roadCrunning
Well if you're inclined To go up on the wall It can only be fast and high And those who don't like the danger Soon find something different to try When there's only a ringin' in your ears And an echo down memory lane But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning The show's packing up I sit and watch the convoy Leaving town There's no pretending I'm not a fool, For riding around and around Like the pictures you keep of your old wall of death You showed me one time on the plane But if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain A million miles of vagabond sky Clocked up above the clouds I'm still your man for the roaming For as long as there's roamin' allowed There'll be a rider And there'll be a wall As long as the dreamer remains And if it's all for nothing All the roadrunning's Been in vain All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning