:::lead guitar retunes as crowd claps:::
:::drummer beats a quick thrum:::
:::lead singer, Rattlesnake Joe:::
Well thank y'all fer that nice reception. :::looking around at the band:::
Isn't this just a great group in the house tonight?
A fitting start off for Skye's dream.
:::looks down at this guitar for a moment:::
Okay, well, fer our next number, we be pullin' out a real oldie but goodie, written by Steve Miller, one of the finest Old Earth musicians. Interestingly enough, the title is Space Cowboys. 'Course, it mentions places that no longer exist, but that ain't really the point.
:::band start immediately with light punch on the crums and rousing rhythmn:::
I told you 'bout living in the U.S. of A.
Don't you know that I'm a gangster of love
Let me tell you people that I found a new way
And I'm tired of all this talk about love
And the same old story with a new set of words
About the good and the bad and the poor
And the times keep on changin'
So I'm keepin' on top
Of every fat cat who walks through my door
:::lead guitar starts adding complex riffs:::
I'm a space cowboy
Bet you weren't ready for that
I'm a space cowboy
I'm sure you know where it's at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I was born on this rock
And I've been travelin' through space
Since the moment I first realized
What all you fast talkin' cats would do if you could
You know, I'm ready for the final surprise
There ain't no way around it
Ain't nothing to say
That's gonna satisfy my soul deep inside
All the prayers and surveyors
Keep the whole place uptight
While it keeps on gettin' darker outside
:::band slows just a bit to punctuate the effect of the chorus:::
I'm a space cowboy
Bet you weren't ready for that
I'm a space cowboy
I'm sure you know where it's at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I see the show downs, slow downs, lost and found, turn arounds
The boys in the military shirts
I keep my eyes on the prize, on the long fallen skies
And I don't let my friends get hurt
All you back room schemers, small trip dreamers
Better find something new to say
Cause you're the same old story
It's the same old crime
And you got some heavy dues to pay
:::band picks up speed from the beginning to the end of chorus:::
I'm a space cowboy
Bet you weren't ready for that
I'm a space cowboy
I'm sure you know where it's at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
:::ends in traditional Old Earth fashion of lead guitar and lead singer with acoustic guitar turning toward the bass player and drummer, and making a high jump, landing hard:::
