Am Em Will you do me a favor, pianoman, please?C G/B I want you to write me a songC G/B Em They call me the Hero of Antelope’s RunAm Em Am And I’ve got to show them they’re wrongC G/B You see, it all started a week agoAm Em In the bar down on corridor threeAm G/B Em There was nobody there but the regular bums:Am Em Am Two losers, the barman, and meAm G/B Em Slopping up booze in the north corner boothC Dm Em Was the old man they called Captain JedAm G/B ‘Cause he owned a tramp freighter, the old AntelopeAm Em Am A ship that, like him, was half deadC G/B G Now Molly, they say, was a crack pilot onceAm Em A gal with a brilliant careerAm G/B Em But then she started doping on Regulus OneAm Em Am And finally washed out down hereAm Em And me, well, I wanted the Navy, badC G/B But it seems that they didn’t want meC G/B Em So I stopped chasing stars, started sweeping up barsAm Em Am For bed, board, and all my drinks freeC G/B G It was quiet that night, with the docks closed downAm Em There was nothing due in for a weekAm G/B Em Not a ship was in port but the old AntelopeAm Em Am When the red alert started to shriek:Am G/B Am The whole station shook like a hurt living thingAm Dm Em Then the lights dimmed and faded awayAm G/B Em Then the gravity went, and the air pumps cut outAm Em Am And the bartender started to prayC G/B G “Ah, stow that bilge, head for the Antelope now!”Am Em Jed’s voice cut the dark like a knifeAm G/B Em “The station reactor’s gone critical loadAm Em Am So run to the docks for your life!”Am Em When we got to the docks, we found waiting out thereC G/B Every soul that had been left aliveC G/B Em They begged with their eyes for poor old Captain JackAm Em Am To tell them all how to surviveAm G/B Em “Break out the suits,” said the captain to themAm Em “For it’s dark and it’s airless and coldAm G/B Em But I swear I can get you all out of here safeAm Em Am Packed in to the Antelope’s hold.”Am G/B “Molly,” he asked, “Can you navigate?”Em C Dm Em “Aye,” she said. “Who do we have for a crew?”Am Em “The Antelope needs only three hands,” he said Am Em Wm “And I think our young friend here will do.”C G/B G The confident look that he flashed at me thenAm Em Made my heart turn over with prideAm G/B Em I never once thought about backing awayAm Em Am I think I would rather have diedAm Em Two hundred alive in the Antelope’s holdC G/B And the Captain, and Molly, and meC G/B Em We slammed the locks just as the station blew wideAm Em Am Jed hit the main jets to get freeC G/B G Now, that kind of G-force is rough on the heartAm Em Too much for his ticker to takeAm G/B Em So when we came around and we saw how he layAm Em Am We knew Captain Jed wouldn’t wakeAm G/B Em So I took the comm, and the engineer boardC Dm G/B And Molly took helm and the navAm G/B Em With the manual spread out all over the deckAm Em Am And her mind for what they didn’t haveC G/B G She worked at that comp like a crazy machineAm Em While her hands shook like grass in the breezeAm G/B Em But her skills were still sharp, and she jumped us three timesAm Em Am Never minding the shakes and DTsAm Em Three jumps made clean, only one more was leftC G/B When the ship’s alarm started to blast -C G/B Em Her old worn-out seals had come loose in the stressAm Em Am We were losing our heat and air fastC G/B G On the bridge, there was only one vacuum suit leftAm Em Well, they say Lady Luck is stone blindAm G/B Em “Heads or tails,” was the question I started to askAm Em Am When I felt myself hit from behindAm G/B Em When I came to again, I was sealed in the suitC Dm Em She was belted down tight in her chairAm G/B Em With her hands on the console, a smile on her lipsAm Em Am And the ice on her face and her hairC G/B G “Here’s the instructions to get us all home,”Am Em I saw she had left on the screenAm G/B Em “If any old shipmates should ask after MolAm Em Am Just tell them she finally died clean.”Am Em I made the last jump just like she told me toC G/B And I brought the ship in like she’s saidC G/B Em C They call me a hero now, for what I didAm Em Am But they don’t mention Molly or JedC G/B G So write me that song now, pianoman, pleaseAm Em And sing it out often and loudAm G/B Em So they all know the story of one kind of heroAm Em Am The kind that makes everyone proudAm G/B Em For some kinds of hero are lunkheads like meC Dm Em Who only do things that they’re toldAm G/B Em And some kinds of hero are out for the gloryAm Em Am They’re heroes on purpose, and boldC G/B G Some become heroes for bravery, sureAm Em And some just because all is lostAm G/B Em But a few are true heroes, like Molly and JedAm Em Am Who give without counting the cost
Some Kind Of Hero
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