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