Oh, 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.
Our Jayne saw the mudders' backs breakin'. He saw the mudders' lament. And he saw the Magistrate takin' every dollar and leavin' five cents. So he said: \"You can't do that to my people.\" said \"You can't crush them under your heel.\" So Jayne strapped on his hat and in 5 seconds flat stole everythin' Boss Higgins had to steal.
Oh, 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 called Jayne he stole away our pain and headed out for the stars!
(Here we go!)
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...