Sweet Jane - Version 1 / Live

Lyrics for Sweet Jane - Version 1 / Live

Standin' on a corner Suitcase in my hand Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest And me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh. Riding a Stutz Bearcat, Jim Ya know, those were different times All the poets studied rules of verse And those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack, he is a banker And Jane, she's a clerk And both of them save their monies When they get home from work Sittin down by the fire Ooo, the radio does play The classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids You can hear Jack say Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people, they like to go out dancing And other peoples, they have to work, just watch me now And there's even 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, woo And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush And that, life is just to die And, everyone who ever had a heart They wouldn't turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part Oh wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Heavenly wine and roses Seems to whisper to her when he smiles Heavenly wine and roses Seems to whisper to her when she smiles La lala lala la, la lala lala la Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane