(Billy Ed Wheeler - Gaby Rogers)

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 goin' to Jackson, (you just think you're one)
I'm gonna mess around
Headed to Jackson
Look out Jackson town.

Well, you go on down to Jackson
Go ahead and wreck your health
Play your hand like a lovin' man
Make a big fool of yourself.

Honey, you just go on to Jackson
Well, you go comb your hair
I'm gonna snowball Jackson
Oh, see if I care.

Hmm, I breeze into that city
All them people gonna stoop and bow
And them Jackson women gonna make me teach 'em
What they don't know now.

I'm goin' to Jackson
Get your brother hands off of my coat
I'm headed to Jackson
Goodbye, that's all she wrote.

When they laugh at you in Jackson
I'll be dancin' on the pony keg
When I'll lead you round town
Like a scalded hound with your tail tucked between your legs.

Go on to Jackson
You big tall Texas man
I'll be waitin' right there 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.

We're goin' to Jackson
And that's a fact
Yeah, goin' to Jackson
Ain't never comin' back...