Nhạc sĩ: Billy Edd Wheeler, Jerry Leiber
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
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 house.
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 can.
When I breeze into that city, people going to stoop and bow.
All them women going to make me teach them what they don't know how.
I'm going to Jackson, you turn loose in my coat.
Cause I'm going to Jackson.
Goodbye, that's all she wrote.
But they laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancing on a pony cane.
They'll lead you around town like a scalded hound
with your tail hooked between your legs.
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big talking man.
And I'll be waiting in Jackson behind my J-Pan plan.
Well, now we got mad 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, and that's a fact.
Yeah, we're going to Jackson, ain't never coming back.
Well, we got mad in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout.
Honey, we've been talking about Jackson ever since the fire went out.