SWEET JANE

Words and Music by
LOU REED

Additional Lyrics

 

2. Jack, he is a banker,
And Jane, she is a clerk,
And both of them save their monies.
And when they come home from work,
Sittin’ down by the fire,
The radio does play
The March of the Wooden Soldiers,
And you can hear Jack say...
Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane.

 

3. Some people, they like to go dancin’,
And other people, they have to work.
And there’s even some evil mothers,
Well, they’re gonna tell you that everything is just dirt.
You know that women never really faint
And that villians always blink their eyes,
That children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die.