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A million miles our vagabond heels
Clocked up beneath the clouds
They're counting down to show time
When we do it for real with the crowds
Air miles are owing but they don't come for free
And they don't give you any for pain
But if it's all for nothing all the
Roadrunning's been in vain
The rimshots come down like cannon fire
And thunder off the wall
There's a man in every corner
And each one is giving his all
This is my piper this is my drum
So you never will hear me complain
And if it's all for nothing all the
Roadrunning's been in vain
All the roadrunning 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
And when there is only a ringin' in your ears
And an echo down memory lane
Then 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 a 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
(supprime les barrés)