All The Roadrunning Composer(s): Mark Knopfler Performer(s): Dire Straits; Emmylou Harris
A million miles our vagabond heels clocked up beneath the clouds Theyre counting down to show time When we do it for real with the crowds Air miles are owing but they dont come for free And they dont give you any for pain
But if its all for nothing all the road running its been in vain
the rimshots come down like cannon fire and thunder off the wall theres a man in every corner and each one is giving his all
this is my time this is my drum so youll never hear me complain
And if its all for nothing all the road running its been in vain
All the road running all the road running
Well if youre inclined to go up on the wall it can only be fast and high and those who dont like the danger soon find something different to try When theres only a ringin in your ears and an echo down memory lane
But if its all for nothing all the road running its been in vain
All the road running, all the road running All the road running, all the road running
The shows packing up I sit and I watch the convoy leaving town Theres no pretending Im not a fool, for riding around and around like the pictures you keep of your old, old dad you showed me one time on the plane
But if its all for nothing all the road running Its been in vain
A million miles of vagabond sky clocked up above the clouds Im still your man for roaming as long as there's roamin' allowed
therell be a rider and therell be a wall as long as the dream remains
And if its all for nothing all the road running its been in vain
All the road running, all the road running All the road running, all the road running All the road running, all the road running All the road running, all the road running
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