Jackson (feat. Mark Philips)

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