The Rambling Silver Rose

© 1992 Stephen Savitzky. CC-by-sa.

Very loosely inspired by Cindy McQuillin's songs of spaceships, spaceport bars, and hard-drinking, independent-minded women.

Lyrics [pdf]

inst: 2 lines of verse

C Csus2 F C
S: `` She's just a piece of  space-junk,'' they told  Rosie at the  yard;
Csus2 F G6
S: ``Her ports are etched, her  linings cracked-- she wouldn't get you  far.
C^* F
S:  Unlucky, and a  killer, too--the life support's been holed;
C Csus2 C F G C
S: She's  not worth half her  mass in  scrap.'' She  quickly  told them, (N:) `` Sold!''

inst. last 2 lines of refrain

C Csus2 F C
N: She was  just an old tramp  freighter on the  belt-to-Saturn  run,
Csus2 F G6
N: Hauling heavy metals  outward, ice and  methane toward the  Sun,
C^* F
N: But with  cargo tankage  empty she pulls 2.7 g--
C Csus2 F G C
N: So I  fitted her for  charter, to run  fast and  fleet and  free.
F(D\up3) C F
A: And (she/I)  always knew that  (she/I) was born to  follow a wandering star;
C F G
A: She's  had a love in every port, a dr ink in every  bar,
C^* F F7 F
S: But the  lady's well contented with the w andering l ife she  chose;
C F G C
N: I'll  go where my wild heart takes me, in the {\it  Rambling  Silver  Rose}.
C Csus2 F C
S: Now if  Rosie walked in to the room you  might not look her  way,
Csus2 F G6
S: But if she caught you  with her eye, you'd  beg for her to  stay;
C^* F
S: By  morning you might  sell your soul to keep her past the dawn,
C Csus2 F G C
N: But the  wandering star is  calling, and the  Rambling  Rose is  gone.
F(D\up3) C F
A: And she  always knew that  she was born to  follow a wandering star;
C F G
A: She's  had a love in every port, a dr ink in every  bar,
C^* F F7 F
S: But the  lady's well contented with the w andering l ife she  chose;
C F G C
N: I'll  go where my wild heart takes me, in the {\it  Rambling  Silver  Rose}.

C Csus2 F C
S: They'll  drink her health this  evening in a  hundred spaceport  bars
Csus2 F G6
S: As she drifts out in the  darkness, sleeping  wrapped in shining  stars,
C^* F
N: But  freedom is worth  more to me than either love or life;
C Csus2 F G C
N: I may  take a hundred  lovers, but I'll  never  be a  wife.
F(D\up3) C F
A: And she  always knew that  she was born to  follow a wandering star;
C F G
A: She's  had a love in every port, a dr ink in every  bar,
C^* F F7 F
S: But the  lady's well contented with the w andering l ife she  chose;
C F G C
N: I'll  go where my wild heart takes me, in the {\it  Rambling  Silver  Rose}.
C F G C
S: She'll  go where her wild heart takes her, she's the {\it  Rambling  Silver  Rose}.

I like to think that this was largely inspired by the strong, independent women in Cindy McQuillin's songs, but the horrible truth is that the original ``Rambling Silver Rose'' was Colleen's silver minivan. Now you know.