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BLUE SUN ROOM FILK
A good march gets your blood up so what better tune to write a "Firefly" song to than "When Johnny Comes Marching Home?"
CATEGORY: FILK TIMES READ: 1917 RATING: 9 SERIES: FIREFLY
Firefly, you’re burning bright, haroo, haroo.
Flying swiftly through the night, haroo, haroo.
We call your name “Serenity”
For a rebel’s memory.
And we all have dreams of a time and Earth That Was.
Serenity’s our only home, haroo, haroo.
We spend our lives on the roam, haroo, haroo.
Hiding from Alliance spies
Wond’ring where our future lies
Where we go, waits danger there, haroo, haroo.
Yet we fly without a care, haroo, haroo .
Not quite honest all our deeds,
Irreverence is our creed.
Some people think we’re all nuts, haroo, haroo.
But Firefly has saved our butts, haroo, haroo.
You thought this song was serious
But now it’s turned humorous.
And we still have dreams of a time and Earth That Was.
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COMMENTS
Saturday, December 30, 2006 9:44 AM
TDBROWN
Sunday, December 31, 2006 12:01 PM
BLUEEYEDBRIGADIER
Monday, January 1, 2007 7:07 AM
SERENITYSALLY
Monday, January 1, 2007 2:09 PM
STILLFLYIN
Monday, January 1, 2007 4:03 PM
Tuesday, April 17, 2007 7:51 AM
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Tuesday, April 17, 2007 1:33 PM
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