Sam's Song
Words by Zander and Soren Nyrond, music by Zander Nyrond


           C                   Am7
Well, it's after hours down in Harry's bar,
        Dm                 G
And the evening has just begun,
       C                   Am7
And MacIvor is telling all over again
       Dm                   G
How he nearly fell into the sun,
        C                      Am7
And the droid in the corner is getting well oiled,
        Dm                       G
And the Wookiee has let down his hair,
        C                  Am7
And I'm sitting alone on a forty-nine bus
        F                  Gsus     G
And I'm wishing that I was there. . . .

	Chorus:
	          C                  Am7
	I'll have one more photon torpedo, Harry,
	    Dm                 G
	And make it a litre or more,
	       C                  Am7
	And if I should happen to fall off my seat,
	     Dm                 G
	Just let me slip to the floor,
	          C                Am7
	'Cause it took me too many years to come,
	        Dm                G
	But I'm where I wanted to be;
	C                   Am7
	Home is the Hunter, home from the hill
	        F       Dm            Gsus   G7
	And the sailor, home from the sea. . . .

And it's outward bound on a Nyrond ship,
And the warp drive is coming apart,
And that damn Vigilante is back on our tail,
And we've only got five minutes' start.
And the planets around here all have us on file
And they'll grab us as soon as we land,
And I'm sitting alone at a barrister's desk
And I'm watching life slip through my hand. . . .

	I'll have one more try at the warp drive, Zander,
	And then we'll work out what to say,
	And although my life is in deadly danger,
	I feel that I've lived for this day.
	'Cause it took me too many years to come,
	But I'm where I wanted to be;
	Home is the Hunter, home from the hill
	And the sailor, home from the sea. . . .

Well it's peaceful down here in the library,
And I'm reading of h'Ellen and Jet,
And Kirk and the Seven are all on their way,
And a Nyrond is never in debt,
And my friends are around me and so are my foes,
But no one's been fighting today,
And I'm standing alone on the top of this hill,
And it's only inches away. . . .

	I'll read one more page of my oldest book,
	The one that I know and love best,
	Then I'm for my bed and my mind for its roaming
	While everything's lying at rest,
	'Cause it took me too many years to come,
	But I'm where I wanted to be;
	Home is the Hunter, home from the hill
	And the sailor, home from the sea . . .

	Yes it took me too many years to come,
	But I'm where I wanted to be;
	Home is the Hunter, home from the hill
	And the sailor, home from the sea . . .
	              F       C
	Home from the sea.