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Gene Cernan: tower. Yaw's complete. We're into roll, Bob Bob Overmyer: Roger, Geno. Looking great Thrust good on all five engines The winning side writes the history No one cares who comes in third It might be unfair but there's no mystery People want those who finish first He said "you've got to have a love for what you're doing Follow your heart and try and see things through There's no such thing as you can't do it" Just ask the last man on the moon How does a poor boy from a farm End up walking in the stars? Gene Cernan: and there it is Houston There's Camelot, right on target Take a little time out For the last man on the moon Go and make it happen You've got to climb it if it's there Get a little tied up when you should be breaking through But by the time you think you're good enough Or qualify to be enough You're gonna miss it all Gene Cernan: boy are we coming in. Oh baby In 50 years' time you may wonder About how you'll be remembered A dummy in a tin can sitting in slumber A solitary rose left when you're dead When you walk among the stars You realise how small you are Gene Cernan: stand by for touchdown Okay Houston, the Challenger has landed Take a little time out For the last man on the moon Go and make it happen You've got to climb it if it's there Get a little tied up When you should be breaking through But by the time you think you're good enough Or qualify to be enough You're gonna miss it all Gene Cernan: I'm on the err footpad This has got to be one of the proudest moments of my life I guarantee ya This is Gene and I'm on the surface And as I take man's last steps upon the surface We leave as we came, in peace And in hope for all mankind Cos when you walk among the stars You realise how small you are Gene Cernan: oh my golly, unbelievable Unbelievable but isn't it bright in the sun Take a little time out For the last man on the moon Go and make it happen You've got to climb it if it's there Get a little tied up When you should be breaking through But by the time you think you're good enough Or qualify to be enough And by the time you think you're good enough Or qualify to be enough By the time you think you're good enough Or qualify to be enough You're gonna miss it all
Writer(s): Dave Giles, Christopher Charles Porter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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