(Tune is The Mary Ellen Carter by Stan Rogers)
Apparently what I do in times of political and social turmoil is stress-write stubborn Star Wars hope songs, so here’s another one that I threw together with unusual speed and am now releasing into the world for catharsis. Because why not make all the songs about ships about spaceships instead?
Also, even though I don’t have another in-universe write-up prepared, this song is still a spiritual successor to my other Rebellion filk that I wrote a few years ago, so definitely imagine a similar narrative for this one – a song that emerged in the hangars and halls of Rebel Alliance amongst the pilots and other freedom fighters that called them home, becoming cultural tradition and a rallying cry all wrapped into one.
Lyrics under the cut:
She came to us at Yavin and was quick to join the fray,
And though Solo tells it otherwise, we know she’s here to stay.
Half held aloft by lady Luck, and half by quick repair,
It’s a wonder that she makes it to the air
But we’re always glad to see her, in the hangar or the sky.
She fits in with the rest of us, who too refuse to die
Since though her inner workings are a matter most arcane,
Still, the indomitable Falcon flies again[CHORUS 1]
Flies again, flies again
She won’t be made scrap and she won’t be done in.
Like the rest of all us rebels who will see this to the end,
The indomitable Falcon flies againShe may appear a piece of junk but don’t you look askance.
She’ll make point five past light speed if you just give her the chance.
‘Cause though she may not look like much, she’s got it where it counts.
(Or at least, she’s got it when she needs to bounce.)
Her hull’s a patchwork nightmare; her hyperdrive is worse.
The way it fails like clockwork, you’d swear it was a curse.
But as if to prove those spacers wrong who treat her with disdain,
The indomitable Falcon flies again[CHORUS 1]
Flies again, flies again
She won’t be made scrap and she won’t be done in.
Like the rest of all us rebels who will see this to the end,
The indomitable Falcon flies againShe’ll never hear the odds that doom her to a sorry fate
Or that YT-1300 ships are just for hauling freight.
She’s the ship that made the Kessel Run in a dozen parsecs’ time.
And she’ll never be content to toe the line.Every run with her’s a gamble, fitting if you know her past.
But for getting out of trouble she’s uniquely unsurpassed.
She’ll break blockades, and TIEs evade and save our very skins
As the indomitable Falcon flies again[CHORUS 1]
Flies again, flies again
She won’t be made scrap and she won’t be done in.
Like the rest of all us rebels who will see this to the end,
The indomitable Falcon flies againMost pilots would have dropped her, but we’re glad she’s one of ours,
Too stubborn to be grounded, her place is in the stars.
Force willing, she’ll be flying ‘til the day they all burn out
To prove those wrong who ever held a doubtAnd to you, who fears the fight is lost, or thinks our foe too great
Or that hopeful Rebel voices cannot stem the flow of hate
Hold fast to what we’re fighting for until your strength within
Like the indomitable Falcon, flies again[CHORUS 2]
Flies again, flies again
Though our odds may be stacked and our chances are slim,
From the fragments of your courage, pull a hope, a shot, a win
While the indomitable Falcon flies againFlies again, flies again
Though our odds may be stacked and our chances are slim,
From the fragments of your courage, pull a hope, a shot, a win
While the indomitable Falcon flies again