In a lonesome prison cell in darkest
Russia There's a flyer, Francis Powers is his name He was captured on a mission for his country And he'll never see "Old Glory" wave again.
These dismal lyrics are modestly acknowledged by their author to be "the last great hope of the world." If they catch on, he argues, they will shame the Russians into releasing U-2 Pilot Powers; if they fail, the U.S. can expect total war. By last week, the twangy contribution to international amity had notched its sixth week on the pop charts, and this more limited achievement seemed to be enough...