Jackson

Intro:
|     C     |     C     |     C     |     C     |
|     C     |     C     |     C     |     C     |


C
We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout.

We been talkin’ ’bout Jackson ever since the fire went out.
.                  F                                       C
I’m goin’ to Jackson, I’m gonna mess a-round.
.                            F            G                        C
Yeah, I’m goin’ to Jackson,   look out Jackson town.


.          C
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.
.                  F                                    C
Yeah, go to Jackson. Go comb your hair.
.                                           F               G             C
Honey, I’m gonna snowball    Jackson.      See if I care.


.           C
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.
.                  F                                        C
I’m goin’ to Jackson, you turn loose my coat.
.                             F           G                                    C
‘Cause I’m goin’ to Jackson.     Goodbye, that’s all she     wrote.


.                C
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.
.                   F                                 C
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big talkin’ man.
.                                F           G                           C
And I’ll be waitin’ in Jackson,    behind my Japan fan.


.                  C
Well, now, we got married in a fever. Hotter than a pepper sprout.

We been talkin’ ’bout Jackson ever since the fire went out.
.                        F                              C
We’re going to Jackson, and that’s a fact.
.                                 F            G                             C
Yeah, we’re going to Jackson,      ain’t never comin’ back.


Outro: Verse and fade
.                  C
Well, now, we got married in a fever. Hotter than a pepper sprout.

We been talkin’ ’bout Jackson ever since the fire went out.
.                       F                             C
We’re going to Jackson, and that’s a fact.
.                                F            G                              C
Yeah, we’re going to Jackson,      ain’t never comin’ back.

 

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