The Hero of Canton (The Ballad of Jayne Cobb)
Jayne!
The Man they call Jayne!
He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor,
He stood up to the man and he gave him what for.
Our love for him now, aint hard to explain,
The hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne!
Our Jayne saw the Mudders' backs breakin'
He saw the Mudders lament
And he saw that magistrate takin'
Every dollar and leavin' five cents
So he said, "You can't do that to my people"
"You can't crush them under your heel"
Jayne strapped on his hat
And in five seconds flat
Stole everything Boss Higgins had to steal
He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor
Stood up to the Man and he gave him what for
Our love for him now ain't hard to explain
The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne
Now here is what separates heroes
From common folk like you and I
The man they call Jayne
He turned 'round his plane
And let that money hit sky
He dropped it onto our houses
He dropped it into our yards
And the man they call Jayne
He turned round his plane
And headed out for the stars
He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor
Stood up to the Man and he gave him what for
Our love for him now ain't hard to explain
The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne!
That Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne!
The Coward of Canton (The REAL Ballad of Jayne Cobb)
Jayne!
The man they call Jayne!
He robbed from the rich, 'cuz his wallet was poor,
He snuck 'round back and he took the whole store.
Our love for him, well, it ain't comin' again.
We've found out the truth, about that man, Jayne!
Oh, Jayne ignored Mudders' backs breakin'
He Ignored the Mudders' lament
Only saw that magistrate takin'
Every credit wit' greedy intent
So he said, "You keep distracting the people,"
"A'cuz money is my Achilles heel."
Jayne strapped on his hat
In thirty-seven minutes flat
Stole everything Boss Higgins had to steal.
He robbed from the rich, 'cuz his wallet was poor,
He snuck 'round back and he took the whole store.
Our love for him, well, it ain't comin' again.
We've found out that truth, about that man, Jayne!
Now here is what separates heroes
From common thieves like that damn guy
That man they call Jayne
Over loaded his plane
And let his partner hit sky
Under fire from the alliance
Under fire from the mag'strate
Just to save his own hide
Dropped both stash and pride
And then flew off in his plane.
He robbed from the rich, and he gave to the poor
Stabbed Stitch in the back, made off with the store
Our love for him now ain't hard to explain,
Dropped money from the sky, the coward called Jayne!
Oh we kept his money, that man they call Jayne!