[Verse 1]
Standin' on the 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
[Chorus]
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
[Verse 2]
Now Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she's a clerk
And both of them save their monies
When they come home from work
Oh, sittin' down by 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
Getting there
Standin' on the 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
[Chorus]
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
[Verse 2]
Now Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she's a clerk
And both of them save their monies
When they come home from work
Oh, sittin' down by 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
Getting there
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