BLUE SUN ROOM FILK

BELACGOD

Mrs. Reynolds
Thursday, October 20, 2005

To the tune of "Go Home, Girl!" by Gaelic Storm. The story of "Our Mrs. Reynolds"


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You tell me that you married me, but listen to what I say

I never married nobody, I must be on my way

And stop your silly crying out, how can I make you see

That I'm a browncoat smuggler, love, and you've not married me

Go 'way, girl, go 'way

You say that you belong to me, were given by your chief

but I won't take advantage, love, I'm not that kind of thief

And though I'm very fond of you, and you cooked me a nice meal

I'm a browncoat smuggler, love, our marriage is not real

Go 'way, girl, go 'way

Oh you've got my crew all riled, they've got me on a rack

Inara says commit to you, Zoe says send you back!

Jayne says I don't deserve you, wants to trade you for a gun

I'm a browncoat smuggler, love, this isn't any fun!

Go 'way, girl, go 'way

You've got a private cabin, love, why don't you sleep in there?

oh, you aren't wearing anything—now that is hardly fair.

You said you'd be a good wife, love, you do your job too well

and though the Shepherd warned me, I'll go to that special hell!

Go 'way, girl, go 'way

COMMENTS

Friday, October 21, 2005 11:18 AM

BELACGOD


That is a beautiful scene. Doesn't work with the original lyrics, though (both too short and having an obvious end earlier than that scene)


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