Jayne!
The man they call jayne!
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 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,
He 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.
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!

Composição: Bandit Jack Potty / Joss Whedon