Space Cowboy

Waiting for lift off
Relying on a capsule
Soon he'll be flying
Held aloft
By science and perhaps you'll...
Know why he laugh, why he cry

Rodeo rocket, he can fly, fly

He's seeing stars
And stars set him free
He's a real Space Cowboy
He's seeing stars
And stars set him free
He's a real Space Cowboy
Blissed out, in ecstasy

Now he's riding the starry range
On an interstellar prairie
The lonesome moon, so strange
The sky, so vast and scary
It blows his mind and he'll sigh

Deep in the saddle, riding high, high

He's seeing stars
And stars set him free
He's a rеal Space Cowboy
He's seeing stars
And stars set him free
Hе's a real Space Cowboy
He's seeing stars
And stars set him free
He's a real Space Cowboy
He's seeing stars
And stars set him free
He's a real Space Cowboy
Blissed out

Now he's waiting for touch down
Seems like he's been gone a century
Now he's heading for ground
Will he burn up on re-entry?

Space Cowboy