Jackson (Johnny Cash cover)

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talking about Jackson, ever since the fire went out
I'm going to Jackson, I'm going to 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
Yeah, go to Jackson; go comb your hair!
Honey, I'm going to snowball Jackson
See if I care
When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow (Ha!)
All them women going to make me, teach them what they don't know how
I'm going to Jackson, you turn loose my coat
Because I'm going to Jackson
Goodbye, 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 around town like a scalded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talking man
And I'll be waiting in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan
Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
We've been talking about Jackson, ever since the fire went
I'm going to Jackson, and that's a fact
Yeah, we're going to Jackson, ain't never coming back
Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
And we've been talking about Jackson, ever since the fire went . . .