Hero of Canton

Jayne, the man they call Jayne . . .
 
He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor.
Stood up to the man and gave him what for.
Our love for him now ain't 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 the magistrate takin', 
every dollar and leavin' five cents. 
"You can't do that to my people. 
Can't crush them under your heel." 
So Jayne strapped on his hat, and in five seconds flat, 
stole everything Boss Higgins had to steal.
 
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. 
The man they called Jayne, he stole away our pain 
and headed out for the stars!