Space Cowboys

High above the planet
There's another threat
A drifting satellite
The russians can't get

An ancient program
Is used in its head
Now they need assistance
From Frank Corvin instead

He was one of the cowboys
Them flyin' ace
That were cheated
Out of going to space

With his old tormentor
He's makin a deal
Deadalus are going up
After all it seems

They were the best of their days
Back at the Beale Air Force Base
In the top of the skies
Free falls twenty miles high
Space Cowboys!

They would go right up there
But it would get real mean
Sometimes things
Aint what they seem

This soviet IKON
Was a cold-war relic
A nuclear six-gun
It made them sick

For the rest of their days
They remember their trip in space
Thinkin about
How Hawk left and died
Space Cowboys!



Credits
Writer(s): Svante Fält
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