Sweet Jane Lyrics

Standing on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest And me, I'm in a rock and roll band
Riding in a Stutz Bearcat Jim Those were different times And the poets studied rules of verse And all the ladies rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
Now Jack, he is a banker And Jane, she is a clerk And they're both saving up all their money And when they come home from work
Sittin' by the fire Radios of display A little classical music for you kids To the 'March of the wooden soldiers' and you can hear Jack say
Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
Some people like to go out dancin' And other people they gotta work And there's always some evil mothers I tell you life is just full of dirt
And the women never really faint And the villains always blink their eyes And children are the only ones that blush And that life is just to die
But anyone who had a heart He wouldn't want to turn around and break it If anyone who ever played a part He wouldn't want to turn around and hate it
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Oh my sweet Jane