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 painBut if it's all for nothing
All the roadrunning's
Been in vainThe 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 fife
This is my drum
So you never will hear me complainAnd if it's all for nothing
All the roadrunning's
Been in vainAll the roadrunning
All the roadrunningWell 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 laneBut if it's all for nothing
All the roadrunning's
Been in vain
All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
All the roadrunning, all the roadrunningThe 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 planeBut if it's all for nothing
All the roadrunning's
Been in vainA 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' allowedThere'll be a rider
And there'll be a wall
As long as the dreamer remainsAnd if it's all for nothing
All the roadrunning's
Been in vainAll the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
All the roadrunning, all the roadrunning
