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C G C Am F C )
C C G C
A million miles our vagabond heels
Am F C C
Clocked up beneath the clouds
G G C F
They're counting down to show time
C C F F
When we do it for real with the crowds
G G C F
Air miles are owing but they don't come for free
C C F F
And they don't give you any for pain
C C G C
But if it's all for nothing, all the
Am F C C G C Am F C C
Roadrunning's been in vain
C C G C
The rimshots come down like cannon fire
Am F C C
And thunder off the wall
G G C F
There's a man in every corner
C C F F
And each one is giving his all
G G C F
This is my piper, this is my drum
C C F F
So you never will hear me complain
C C G C
And if it's all for nothing, all the
Am F C
Roadrunning's been in vain
F G G G F C C C C
All the roadrunning All the roadrunning
C C G C
Well, if you're inclined to go up on the wall
Am F C C
It can only be fast and high
G G C F
And those who don't like the danger
C C F F
Soon find something different to try
G G C F
And when there is only a ringin' in your ears
C C F F
And an echo down memory lane
C C G C
Then if it's all for nothing, all the
Am F C
Roadrunning's been in vain
F G G G F C C C
All the roadrunning All the roadrunning
F G G G F C C C C
All the roadrunning All the roadrunning
C C G C
The show's packing up, I sit and watch
Am F C C
The convoy leaving town
G G C F
There's no pretending, I'm not a fool
C C F F
For riding around and around
G G C F
Like the pictures you keep of your old wall of death
C C F F
You showed me one time on a plane
C C G C
But if it's all for nothing, all the
Am F C C G C Am F C C
Roadrunning's been in vain
C C G C
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
C C F F
For as long as there's roamin' allowed
G G C F
There'll be a rider and there'll be a wall
C C F F
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
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