Jackson

(album: Sunny Side! - 1963)

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, gonna mess around
I'm going to Jackson, you know I'm pleasure bound

Well, you go on, sweet daddy
Go ahead and wreck your health
Play your hand like a lover man
And make a big fool of yourself
Go on to Jackson. Comb your hair
Gotta snowball Jackson. See if I care

When I breeze into that city, people gonna scrape and bow
All them women gonna beg me teach 'em what they don't know how
I'm going down to Jackson
Turn loose my coat
I'm going to Jackson. "Goodbye," that's all she wrote

When they laugh at you in Jackson
I'll be dancing on the pony keg
Then I'll lead you 'round town like a scolded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
So, go on down to Jackson, you big talking man
I'll be waiting in Jackson behind my Japan fan

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, gonna mess around
I'm going to Jackson, you know I'm pleasure bound