Jim Carroll Band - Sweet Jane Lyrics
Suitcase in my handJack is in his corset, Jane is in her vestAnd me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh.Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, JimYa know, those were different timesAll, all the poets studied rules of verseAnd those ladies, they rolled their eyesSweet Jane, whoa-uh!Sweet Jane, oh-ho-uh!Sweet JaneI'll tell ya sump'n' nowJack, he is a bankerAnd Jane, she is a clerkAnd both of them save their moniesWhen they get home from workOooh! Sittin' down by the fire, ohhh!The radio does playThe classical music there, Jim"The March of the Wooden Soldiers"All you protest kidsYou can hear Jack say(Get ready ya'll)Sweet Jane(C'mon baby doll)Sweet Jane oh-oh-oh-oh-uh!Sweet JaneSome people, they like to go out dancin'And other peoples, they have to work, just watch me nowAnd there's even some evil mothersWell they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirtYou know that, women never really feignAnd that villains always blink their eyes, oooh!And that, you know, children are the only ones who blushAnd that life is just to dieBut anyone who ever had a heart, ohh!They wouldn't turn around and break itAnd anyone who's ever played a part, ohh!They wouldn't turn around and hate itSweet Jane, oh-whoa-uh!Sweet JaneSweet Jane[This next part is only on the full length version of the song:]Heavenly wine and rosesSeem to whisper to her when he smilesHeavenly wine and rosesSeem to whisper to her, hey when she smilesLa lala lala la, la lala lala laLa lala lala la, la lala lala laSweet JaneSweet JaneSweet JaneSweet JaneSweet Jane
