A Space Chantie for Tom Corbett, Space Cadet
(based on the original ballad This Great War)
Revised Words (C) 1997 by Dansen T. Stahl
This song was, presumably, written by a Navy
man after the riot of 2028 at the Ishtar Colony on Venus. The criminal
element of the colonists, as well as more than a few voluntary colonists,
had broken with the government base there, retreating into the venusian
jungles and attacking any government forces sent in to arrest them or gather
taxes. Finally, the Solar Alliance decided to send in troops to bring the
situation under control. What few colonists weren't already supporting
the independants soon began supporting them and the situation escalated.
When the "riot" was finally resolved several hundred colonists
were dead or missing and the Solar Alliance was forced to change the way
it regulated the colony. Although there have been other colonial riots
(especially among belters) the Ishatar Riots are worst in Alliance history.
- I just received a space-gram
from General Thomas Wood.
Says, "Bring your gun-boats out to Venus
We'll do these convis good!
We'll stop this riot, this convict's riot.
- And bring along Doctor Parker
of whom I've heard them say,
'He'll kill more convis with his pills
than we can kill with rays
in any riot you ever saw.
- And bring along Mr. Crenshaw!
Oh, bring him without fail!
He killed a hundred convis
on the Ningal Trail
in that riot that convict's riot.
- We had our breakfast early.
We did not get much sleep.
Then General Wood, he came aboard
and made us feel like sheep,
In that riot, that convict's riot.
- Says he, "Good morning, Captain,
you've used me mighty well.
Now take your damned old transport
and shove right off to Hell!
We're off to the riot, this convict's riot.
- We don't like your marines.
They're the first in every war.
They beat us to the Ishtar Mount
but they will nae beat us more
in this riot, this convict's riot.
- They're jealous of the Navy
which always leads the van.
Without our trusty gunners
they could never land a man
in any riot, any convict's riot.
- We'll be up at five this mornin'
and work till God knows when,
crossin' space and breakin' fast
to save the army men
in this damned riot, this convict's riot.
- Next time the Army wants us
to take them far from home.
We'll tell them to go plumb to Hell.
We've troubles of our own.
And we'll stop this riot, this convict's riot.
Anonymous - 2030 AD
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