Sweet Jane (Live)

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

Driving a Stutz Bearcat Jim
But those were different times
When all the poets studied rules of verse
And all the ladies rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, yeah

Now Jack he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And they're both saving all their money
And when they come home from work

Sitting by the fire
Radio just play a little classical music for all you cats
To the march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, yeah
Sweet Jane

Now some folks like to go out dancing
Other people they got to work
And there always be some evil mother
Who will tell you life is just full of dirt

And the women never really faint
And the villains always blink their eyes
And the children are the only ones who blush
And that to live is just to die

But anyone who ever had a heart
He wouldn't wanna turn around and break it
And anyone who ever played a part
He wouldn't wanna turn around and hate it

Sweet Jane, yeah
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane (sweet Jane)
Sweet Jane (sweet Jane)
Sweet Jane (sweet Jane)
Sweet Jane (sweet Jane)
Oh

Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane (sweet Jane)
Sweet Jane (sweet Jane)
Oh, my sweet Jane (sweet Jane)