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