The Star Ranchers

Out on the edge where the cold winds sing We're wranglin' wrecks 'round Saturn's ring. With plasma lassos and a sturdy drive This is the life where the bold survive. It ain't cattle we're herdin' but driftin' steel Chunks of gold and copper that's the deal. Dodgin' the comets and the asteroid spray A space rancher's life ain't for the faint they say. Rustling rings chasing the prize Under the glare of the galaxy's eyes. With a ship and grit and a little bit of luck We're hauling the stars just a space cowboy stuck. The station bosses laugh say we're just fools Living on the edge breaking all the rules. But there's a freedom out here you can't deny Riding the currents where the planets sigh. Plasma ropes glow catching fragments bright In the vacuum's silence we work the night. Each haul's a gamble each run's a game Betting our lives for fortune and fame. [Ambient synth solo with rhythmic beats resembling clanging space debris] (Spoken interlude) "Y'all think the wild west was rough? Try dodgin' a rogue moon at full thrust." Friends come and go like the space dust drifts Some stay the course others are missed. But the thrill of the hunt it pulls us back Forever out here on the Milky Way track. Rustling rings chasing the prize Under the glare of the galaxy's eyes. With a ship and grit and a little bit of luck We're hauling the stars just a space cowboy stuck. So here's to the drifters the dreamers the bold Living for treasures more precious than gold. We rustle and roam where no one dares Out on Saturn's rings with the cosmos to spare. Out on the edge where the cold winds sing We're still wranglin' wrecks 'round Saturn's ring. The stars may fade but this life remains Forever etched in the stardust plains.