Stan Wilson
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Jane, Jane, Jane, mark my bonnie Jane as sweet as sugar in the cane, don't be ashame.
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Jane cannot see. She's as blind as she can be, but the prettiest girl in all the world to me.
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Jane, Jane, Jane, with the pretty, pretty face, dressed in rags she still looks like a queen.
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Jane, Jane, Jane, she should be in silk and lace, the prettiest girl that you have ever seen.
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Jane, Jane, Jane, she has no mom or dad. She's all alone but still she is not sad.
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The wild birds sing a song, her little dog tags along. To hear her laughter makes my poor heart glad.
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I know Jane is sweet by the sounding of her feet. I see her beauty when she speaks to me.
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If she could see me now, my love to her I'd vow but I couldn't love her more if I could see.
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But I couldn't love her more if I could see. (Repeat)
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Jane, Jane, Jane
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