Текст (слова) песни «Sweet Jane»

Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jackie's in her coat and Jane is in her vest
Me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Riding in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
All the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane, oh oh
Sweet Jane, oh oh
Sweet Jane

Jackie is a banker
Jane, she is the clerk
Both of them save their monies
When they get home from work
Sitting here by the fire, oh
Radio does play little classical music there, Jim
March of the Wooden Soldiers
All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane, oh oh
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane

Some people, they like to go out dancing
Other people, they gotta work
There's even some evil mothers
Gonna tell you everything is made out of dirt
That women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
And children are the only ones who blush
And life is just to die
Anyone who ever had a heart
Wouldn't turn 'round and hate it
Anyone who ever played a part
Wouldn't turn 'round and hate it

Sweet Jane, oh oh
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, oh oh
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane