Tune: "Roll On, Columbia" (Woody Guthrie)/ "Goodnight, Irene" (Leadbelly)
(Chorus)
Roll on, Sojourner, roll on (2x)
Your forays are keeping us 'til the dawn
So roll on, Sojourner, roll on.
Rocks that are strewn where the waters ran through--
Down Mars' thin atmosphere wildly she flew.
Against her, the backdrop a sunset so blue.
Roll on, Sojourner, roll on.
(Chorus)
Sol's radiation adds power to you.
Silicon panels you never will rue.
Just pitches and yaws and Mars' darkness, too.
Roll on, Sojourner, roll on.
(Chorus)
Lord Percival's vision would not let him rest.
And Wells' ghoulish writing put us to the test.
A yearning to find life on Mars, their bequest.
Roll on, Sojourner, roll on.
(Chorus)
Down deep in New Jersey's a horrible fight.
So Orson Welles said on that Halloween Night.
And hundreds called up police in dreadful fright.
Roll on, Sojourner, roll on.
(Chorus)
While cosmonauts think about wiring in locks,
Sojourner was nestling up close to her rocks
While data analysis ran 'round the clock.
Roll on, Sojourner, roll on.
(Chorus)
A whimsical crazy ride took her to land.
She unrolled her ramps and said, "I think I can."
What humans think Sojourner gives not a damn.
Roll on, Sojourner, roll on.
(Chorus)
Copyright © 1997,
Sherman Dorn
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