Sweet Jane Lyrics

Sweet Jane lyrics

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 Bear Cat, 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 downby 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