Sweet Jane

Lyrics

Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand  
Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest  
And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band  
Ridin'a stutz bearcat, Jim  
You know, those were different times  
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse  
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes  
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane  
  
Jack, he is a banker  
And Jane, she is a clerk  
And both of them save their monies  
When they come home from work  
Ooh, they be sittin' down by the fire  
Oh, the radio does play  
The classical music, said Jim, the 'march of the wooden soldiers'  
All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say, get ready  
Sweet Jane, come on, baby  
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane  
  
Some people, they like to go out dancing  
Other peoples, they have to work  
Just watch me now  
And there's some evil mothers  
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt  
You know, that women never really faint  
And that villains always blink their eyes  
And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush  
And that life is just to die  
But anyone who ever had a heart  
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it  
And anyone who's ever played a part  
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it  
  
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane...