Sweet Jane Lyrics

Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his coat
Jane is in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band

Riding a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets they studied rules of verses
And those ladies they rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane!

Jack he is a banker
And Jane she is a clerk
Both of them save all their monies
And then they come home from work

Oh, sitting down by the fire, oh
The radio just play
The classical music there, Jim
"The march of the wooden soldiers"
And you can hear Jack
And you can hear Jack say, oh

Sweet Jane!

Some people like to go dancing
Some people have to work
And there's even some evil mothers
They're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt

You know that women never really faint
And that villains always blinking their eye
You know children are the only ones who blush
And life is, just to die

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