My baby was standin' in her do'
Now when I left out of Jackson
I rode that *M&O
Now, my baby like the Chevrolet
But I believe I'll buy a V8 Fo'
She say, 'Is he too fast
To try to hold in the road?'
Well, I'm goin' back to Jackson
Good old Jackson, Tennessee
I can't do no good up here
I've gotten the jinx on me
(harmonica & guitar)
A-yon' come my baby
I can tell by the way she walk
I wouldn't know her so well
But I can tell by the way she talks
Oh, now tell me baby
Sweet, now wha'cha want me to do?
You think that I can love you
And be yo' little doggie?
(harmonica and guitar)
Well, mother told me, an' told me
My father he sat down an' cried
She say, 'You too young-a-man, son
To have them many women on yo' side.
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"Jackson Blues" as written by John Lee Williamson
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