And I'll coming to say goodbye

Took inside and maids by buck-bye

More than dreams and the bottom come

When she would come back, right and well





And if you catch me I'll take your time

Ride on home in monday's own

Of this coldness in my heart

And this whole world riding home





Sweet baby Jane, sweet baby Jane

Sweet baby Jane, sweet baby Jane





And if you call, I'll come running

And if you ask, I will be given

And if you need me, I will be there

When you rush when the feeling's gone

I'll give you hope, I'll give you hate

By the burden's own, by the sun but it burns on