Jackson (feat. Orville Peck)
We got married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talking 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
I'm going to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around
Yeah, I'm going to Jackson, look out Jackson town
Well, go on down to Jackson
Go ahead and wreck your health
Go play your hand, you big-talking man
Make a big fool of yourself (and so what if do?)
Yeah, go to Jackson, go comb your hair
Oh, honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson
See if I care
When I breeze into that city
People gonna stoop and bow (ha!)
All them women gonna make me teach 'em what they don't know how
I'm going to Jackson, you turn a-loose my coat
'Cause I'm going to Jackson
"Good bye", that's all she wrote
But they'll laugh at you in Jackson
And I'll be dancing on a Pony Keg
They'll lead you 'round town like a scolded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talking man
And I'll be waiting in Jackson (you're gonna be waiting a long time)
I'll catch you if I can
Well now, we got married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
Yeah, we've been talking 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
And I'm going to Jackson, and that's a fact
Yeah, we're going to Jackson
Ain't never coming back
Yay-hoo!
Hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talking 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
I'm going to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around
Yeah, I'm going to Jackson, look out Jackson town
Well, go on down to Jackson
Go ahead and wreck your health
Go play your hand, you big-talking man
Make a big fool of yourself (and so what if do?)
Yeah, go to Jackson, go comb your hair
Oh, honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson
See if I care
When I breeze into that city
People gonna stoop and bow (ha!)
All them women gonna make me teach 'em what they don't know how
I'm going to Jackson, you turn a-loose my coat
'Cause I'm going to Jackson
"Good bye", that's all she wrote
But they'll laugh at you in Jackson
And I'll be dancing on a Pony Keg
They'll lead you 'round town like a scolded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talking man
And I'll be waiting in Jackson (you're gonna be waiting a long time)
I'll catch you if I can
Well now, we got married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
Yeah, we've been talking 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
And I'm going to Jackson, and that's a fact
Yeah, we're going to Jackson
Ain't never coming back
Yay-hoo!
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Writer(s): Jerry Leiber, Billy Edd Wheeler
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