Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset jane is in her vest
Me honey rock and roll band
Right in the stunts bare cap jim
Those were different times
They studied rules of verse
And ladies they rolled their eyes
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Jackie is a banker
Jane she is a clerk
Both of them save their money
When they come home from work
Sitting there by the fire
Radio does play a little classical music
There kids the march of the wooden soldiers
You can hear jack say
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Some people like to go out dancing
Cause other people like us we've got to work
There's even some evil mothers
They'll tell you that life is just made out of dirt
That women never really faint
Oh that feelings always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
And life is just to die
And all who had a heart
They would turn around and break it
Anyone who ever played a part
They would turn around and hate it
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane
Sweet jane sweet jane
Oh my sweet jane sweet jane
Ah you sweet jane sweet jane sweet jane