All the roadrunning

All the roadrunning 

Artiest: Mark Knopfler and Emmylou Harris 
Album: All the roadrunning 
Capo:  
Tuning: E-A-D-G-B-E 
uitgezocht door: Tommy Hofkens 

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C  = x-3-2-0-1-0
Am = x-0-2-2-1-0
Dm = x-x-0-2-3-1
F  = 1-3-3-2-1-1



main riff/intro (Riff1): 

   C    Am        Dm    Am          F       C
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A-|-----------------------------------------------|
D-|-9----9----5h7--7p5-7-9----7hp9---5-------5----|
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C         Am        Dm       Am            F              C
A million miles our vegabond heels clocked up beneath the clouds
       Dm        Am       G                      C      Am            F
They're counting down to showtime when we'll do it for real with the crowds
Dm            G               Am             F
Air miles are owning but they don't come for free
    C                   Am      F
and they don't give you any for pain
F           C       G       C           Am       F        C     (Riff1)
but if it's all for nothing all the roadrunning's been in vain

The rimshots come down like cannon fire and thunders off the wall
There's a man in every corner and each one's giving his all
This is my piper,this is my drum so you'll never hear me complain
But if it's all for nothing all the roadrunning's been in vain

F           G
all the roadrunning
F           C
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'sbeen 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'sbeen 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