Jackson (Feat. Mark Phillips)

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
We've 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, make a big fool of yourself
Oh oh you're goin' to Jackson, go comb your hair
I'm gonna snowball Jackson
Go ahead and see if I care

When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow
All them women gonna make me teach 'em what they don't know how
I'm goin' to Jackson gonna turn-a loose-a my coat
'Cos I'm goin' to Jackson
"Goodbye," that's all she wrote

They'll laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancin' on a Pony Keg
They'll lead you round the town like a scalded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
You're goin' to Jackson, you big-talkin' man
And I'll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my Japan Fan

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper Sprout
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out
We're goin' to Jackson, and that's a natural fact
We're goin' to Jackson, ain't never comin' back

We got married in a fever
We got married in a fever