All The Roadrunning

	  		 

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A million miles our   vagabond heels 
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Clocked up     beneath the clouds 
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They're counting down to show time 
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When we do it for real with the crowds 
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Air miles are owing but they don't come for free 
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And they don't give you any for pain 
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But if it's all for nothing, all the 
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Roadrunning's   been in vain 

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The rimshots come down like   cannon fire 
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And thunder   off the wall 
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There's a man in every corner 
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And each one is giving his all 
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This is my piper, this is my drum 
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So you never will hear me complain 
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And if it's all for nothing, all the 
   Am     F        C 
Roadrunning's    been in vain 

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All the roadrunning          All the roadrunning 

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Well, if you're inclined to go up on the wall 
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It can only be   fast and high 
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And those who don't like the danger 
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Soon find something different to try 
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And when there is only a ringin' in your ears 
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And an echo down memory lane 
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Then if it's all for nothing, all the 
   Am     F       C 
Roadrunning's   been in vain 

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All the roadrunning          All the roadrunning 
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All the roadrunning          All the roadrunning 

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The show's packing up, I   sit and watch 
   Am   F        C   C 
The convoy   leaving town 
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There's no pretending, I'm not a fool 
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For riding around and around 
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Like the pictures you keep of your old wall of death 
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You showed me one time on a plane 
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But if it's all for nothing, all the 
   Am     F       C  C   G  C Am F C C 
Roadrunning's   been in vain 

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A million miles of   vagabond sky 
    Am   F        C     C 
Clocked up    above the clouds 
G            G        C     F 
I'm still your man for the roaming 
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For as long as there's roamin' allowed 
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There'll be a rider and there'll be a wall 
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As long as the dreamer remains 
C          C       G      C 
And if it's all for nothing, all the 
   Am     F        C 
Roadrunning's    been in vain