Jackson

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout.
We been talkin’ ’bout Jackson ever since the fire went out.
I’m goin’ to Jackson, I’m gonna mess around.
Yeah, I’m goin’ to Jackson, look out Jackson town.

Well, go on down to Jackson. Go ahead and wreck your health.
Go play your hand, you big talkin’ man and make a big fool of yourself.
Yeah, go to Jackson. Go comb your hair.
Honey, I’m gonna snowball Jackson. See if I care.

When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow.
All them women gonna mak me teach ’em what they don’t know how.
I’m goin’ to Jackson, you turn loose my coat
‘Cause I’m goin’ to Jackson. Goodbye, that’s all she wrote.

But they’ll laugh at you in Jackson, and I’ll be dancin’ on a pony keg.
Then I’ll lead you ’round town like a scolded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs.
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big talkin’ man.

And I’ll be waitin’ in Jackson, behind my Japan fan.
Well, now, we got married in a fever. Hotter than a pepper sprout.
We been talkin’ ’bout Jackson ever since the fire went out.
We’re going to Jackson, and that’s a fact.

Yeah, we’re going to Jackson, ain’t never comin’ back.
Well, now, we got married in a fever. Hotter than a pepper sprout.
We been talkin’ ’bout Jackson ever since the fire went out.
We’re going to Jackson, and that’s a fact.

Yeah, we’re going to Jackson, ain’t never comin’ back

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