Sweet Jane (Live in New York - Transformer tour 1972)

One, two, three, four

Standing on the corner

Suitcase is in my hand

Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest

And me I'm in a rock and roll band

Watch it now

Ridin' in a Stutz bear cat, Jim

You know those were different times

Those poets, they studied rules of ours

And the ladies rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

You know Jack, he is a banker

And Jane, she is a clerk

And both of them save their money

And when they come home from work

They're sittin' here by the fire

Radio does play a little classical music there, kids

The march of the wooden soldiers

And you can, you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

La-la-la-la, sha-la-la

Some people uh, they like to go out dancing

And then there's other people like me, we like to work

And there's even some evil mothers

They gonna tell you that life is just made out of dirt

That women never really faint

That little children are the only ones who blush

And that life is just to die

But anyone who had ever had a heart

Oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it

And anyone who didn't play their part

Oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Heavenly wine and roses, seem to whisper to him when she smiles

Heavenly wine and roses, seem to whisper to him when she smiles

Alright

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane

Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane