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Tough of the track
With the wind
And the rain that's beating down on your back
Your heart's beating loud
And goes on getting louder
And goes on even more till the sound
Is ringing in your head
With every step you tread
And every breath you take
Determination makes
You run, never stop
Gotta win, gotta run till you drop
Keep the pace, hold the race
The mind is getting clearer
You're over halfway there but the miles
They never seem to end
As if you're in a dream
Not getting anywhere
It seems so futile

Run, on and on
Run, on and on
The loneliness of the long distance runner

I've got to keep running the course
I've got to keep running and win at all costs
I've got to keep going, be strong
Must be so determined and push myself on

Run over stiles, across fields
Turn to look at who's on your heels
Way ahead of the field
The line is getting nearer
But do you want the glory that goes?
You reach the final stretch
Ideals are just a trace
You feel like throwing the race
It's all so futile

Run, on and on
Run, on and on
The loneliness of the long distance runner

Run, on and on
Run, on and on
The loneliness of the long distance runner
Tough of the track   With the wind   And the rain that's beating down on your back   Your heart's beating loud   And goes on getting louder   And goes on even more till the sound   Is ringing in your head   With every step you tread   And every breath you take   Determination makes   You run, never stop   Gotta win, gotta run till you drop   Keep the pace, hold the race   The mind is getting clearer   You're over halfway there but the miles   They never seem to end   As if you're in a dream   Not getting anywhere   It seems so futile      Run, on and on   Run, on and on   The loneliness of the long distance runner      I've got to keep running the course   I've got to keep running and win at all costs   I've got to keep going, be strong   Must be so determined and push myself on      Run over stiles, across fields   Turn to look at who's on your heels   Way ahead of the field   The line is getting nearer   But do you want the glory that goes?   You reach the final stretch   Ideals are just a trace   You feel like throwing the race   It's all so futile      Run, on and on   Run, on and on   The loneliness of the long distance runner      Run, on and on   Run, on and on   The loneliness of the long distance runner