C Am G
A million miles our vagabond heels
Am F C
Clocked up beneath the clouds
G7 Am F
They're counting down to show time
C Am F
When we do it for real with the crowds
G7
Air miles are owing
Am F
But they don't come for free
C Am F
And they don't give you any for pain
C G
But if it's all for nothing
Am F
All the roadrunning's
C
Been in vain
C G
The rimshots come down like cannon fire
Am F C
And thunder off the wall
G G7 Am F
There's a man in every corner
C F
And each one is giving his all
G G7 Am F
This is my fife This is my drum
C F
So you never will hear me complain
C G
And if it's all for nothing
Am F
All the roadrunning's
C
Been in vain
F G
All the roadrunning
F C
All the roadrunning
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
