歌词
Standin' on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, Janey's in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band, ha
Riding that Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane, oh
Sweet Jane, oh
Sweet Jane
I'll tell you somethin', Jack, he is a banker, and Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their moneys, ha
And when, when they come home, from work, ooh-ah
Sittin' down by the fire, ooh-whoa
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
The March of the Wooden Soldiers
All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say
"Get ready, uh"
Sweet Jane, uh, c'mon baby, now
Sweet Jane, ooh
Sweet Jane
Some people, they like to go out dancing
And other people, they have to work, just watch me, now
And there's even some evil mothers, ha-ha
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, whoa
And then, you know, children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die
But, anyone who ever had a heart, oh
They wouldn't turn around, and break it
And anyone who ever played a part, oh
They wouldn't turn around, and hate it
Sweet Jane, ooh-whoa
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
