Listen to Jolene song with lyrics from Janis Ian

Jolene

Janis Ian4 Apr 2000

Jolene Lyrics

Jolene - Janis Ian

Jimmy sits in his room 'til darkness

 

Then he steps on the street

 

And she watches and waits at the window

 

Aondering who he'll meet

 

It's a wasteland of TV dinners

 

It's a highway in heat

 

And there's nothing but time on the table

 

Clocking the same old beat

 

Jolene steps out like the life of the party

 

High class heels and polka dot sleeves

 

Wears her hair like a girl in a hurry

Walking and talking and rocking

 

To the beat of the street

 

There's a crowd at the park on the corner

 

Jimmy rushes to see

 

On the ground is a lady in labor

 

Jimmy forgets how to breath

 

And it's coming too fast for a doctor

 

And the traffic's obscene

 

And the people are panicked and shouting

 

Somebody do something

 

Jolene steps in like the life of the party

 

Kicks her heels off rolls up her sleeves

 

Parts that crowd like a girl in a hurry

 

Walking and talking and rocking

 

To the beat of the street

 

And she's smiling crying

 

Doctoring as neat as you please

 

People are laughing clapping

 

She gets up off her knees

Rolling down her sleeves

 

Holding up the kid so everybody can see

Jimmy offers his arm in the silence

 

And the night comes alive

 

And he drowns in her smile as the sirens

 

Finally arrive

 

There are forms to be filled say the medics

 

As they canvas the crowd

 

It was dangerous foolish and reckless

 

This kind of thing shouldn't be allowed

 

Jolene struts off like the life of the party

 

High class heels and polka dot sleeves

 

Arm in arm That's the end of the story

They're walking and talking

 

And they're rocking to the beat of the street