From Mott The Hoople album "All The Young Dudes"
Produced by David Bowie
Lead vocal: Ian Hunter

[Intro]

          [4x]

[Verse]

            
Standing on th

          
e corner
            
Suitcase in my

       
 hand
             
Jack is in his

             
 corset and Ja

             
ne is in her v

      
est
           
Me, I'm in a r

              
ock & roll ban

    
d

            
Riding in a St

             
utz Bearcat, J

     
im
           
Those were...d

                 
ifferent times
             
And the poets 

            
studied rules 

           
of verse
            
And all the la

             
dies rolled th

        
eir eyes

[Chorus]

        
Sweet Jane
        
Sweet Jane
     
Sweet Jane

          [2x]

[Verse]

            
Now Jack he is

           
 a banker
            
And Jane she i

           
s a clerk
            
And they're bo

             
th saving up a

                 
ll their money
            
And when they 

             
come home from

        
 work

            
Sitting by the

       
 fire
           
Radios a-playi

            
n' a little cl

             
assical music 

        
for you kids
            
To The March o

             
f the Wooden S

          
oldiers
            
And you can he

          
ar Jack say

[Chorus]

        
Sweet Jane
        
Sweet Jane
     
Sweet Jane

          [2x]

[Verse]

            
Some people li

             
ke to go out d

         
ancing
            
Other people, 

             
they got to wo

     
rk
            
And there's al

             
ways some evil

           
 mothers
            
I tell you lif

             
e is just full

           
 of dirt

            
And the women 

             
never really f

       
aint
             
And the villai

             
ns always blin

              
k their eyes
            
And children a

             
re the only on

               
es who blush
            
And that life 

                
is just to die

            
But anyone who

              
 had a heart
            
He wouldn't wa

             
nt to turn aro

              
und and break 

     
it
            
And anyone who

             
 ever played a

        
 part
            
He wouldn't wa

             
nt to turn aro

              
und and hate i

 
t

[Chorus]

        
Sweet Jane
        
Sweet Jane
        
Sweet Jane (Sw

eet Jane)
        
Sweet Jane (Sw

eet Jane)
        
Sweet Jane (Sw

eet Jane)
        
Sweet Jane (Sw

eet Jane)
        
Sweet Jane (Sw

eet Jane)
        
Sweet Jane
     
Oh my Sweet Ja

-aaaane

[Outro]

       
[repeat to fad

  
e]