Lyrics:

Crow Jane; Crow Jane;
crow Jane; Crow Jane;
crow Jane, Ah-Hah-Huh

what Horrors In Her Head
that Her Tongue Dare Not Name
she Lives Lone By The River,
the Rolling Rivers Of Pain
crow Jane; Crow Jane;
crow Jane, Ah-Hah-Huh

there Is One Shining Eye On A Hard-Hat
the Company Closed Down The Mine
winking On The Waters They Came
were Twenty Hard-Hats And Twenty Eyes
in Her Clapboard Shack

bare,
only Six Foot By Five
ah Well They Killed A Little Whiskey Here
and Poured Their Pistols Dry
crow Jane; Crow Jane;
crow Crow Jane, Ah-Hah-Huh

seems You've Remembered
how To Sleep, How To Sleep
your House Dogs Are In The Turnips
and Your Yard Dogs Are Running All Over The Street
crow Jane; Crow Jane;
ah, Crow Jane, Ah-Hah-Huh

o Mr.
smith And Mr.
wesson
why You Close Up Shop So Late
we Just Fitted Out A Girl Who Looked Like A Bird
measured .32, .44, .38
i Asked The Girl Which Road She Was Taking
she Said She's Walking The Road Of Hate
but She Hopped On A Coal-Trolley Up To New Town,
population 48
crow Jane; Crow Jane;
crow Crow Jane, Ah-Hah-Huh

your Guns Are Drunk And Smokin'
they Followed You Right Back To Your Gate
laughing All The Way Home From The New Town
population, Now 28
crow Jane; Crow Jane;
ah, Crow Jane, Ah-Hah-Huh