| Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand |
| Jackie’s in the schoolyard, Jane is in her vest |
| I’m in a rock 'n' roll band |
| Riding a Stutz Bearcat |
| You know, those were different times |
| All the poets, they studied rules of verse |
| And the ladies, they just rolled their eyes |
| Now Jackie, he’s a banker |
| And Jane, she is a clerk |
| And both of them save up their monies |
| When they get home from work |
| Sitting right down by the fire |
| The radio it does play |
| Classical music, the March of the Wooden Soldiers |
| You should hear Jack say |
| Sweet Jane |
| Woah, sweet Jane |
| Woah, sweet Jane |
| Some people, they go out dancing |
| And some people, they have to work |
| And there’s even some evil mothers |
| Gonna tell you that everything is just dirt |
| They say women never really faint |
| And that villains always blink their eyes |
| Children are the only ones who blush |
| And that life is just to die |
| Well, anyone who ever had a heart |
| Wouldn’t turn around and break it |
| Well, anyone who ever played a part |
| They wouldn’t turn around and hate it |
| I say, sweet Jane |
| Woah, sweet Jane |
| Woah, sweet Jane |
| Woah, sweet, sweet Jane |
| Heavenly wine and roses |
| Seem to whisper to me when you smile |
| Sha lala lala la, sha lala lala la |
| Sha lala lala la, sha lala lala la |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| And anyone who ever had a heart |
| Wouldn’t turn around and break it |
| And anyone who ever played a part |
| They wouldn’t turn around and hate it |
| Does anyone have a heart? |
| Has anyone ever had a heart? |
| Has anyone ever had a heart? |
| Has anyone ever had a heart? |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |
| Sweet Jane |