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 fife 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 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