| 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 | 
| Yeah, go to Jackson; | 
| go comb your hair! | 
| Honey, I’m gonna snowball Jackson | 
| 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, you turn-a loose-a my coat | 
| 'Cos I’m goin' to Jackson | 
| «Goodbye,» that’s all she wrote | 
| But they’ll laugh at you in Jackson, and I’ll be dancin' on a Pony Keg | 
| They’ll lead you 'round town like a scalded hound | 
| With your tail tucked between your legs | 
| Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man | 
| And I’ll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan | 
| Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout | 
| We’ve been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went | 
| I’m goin' to Jackson, and that’s a fact | 
| Yeah, we’re goin' to Jackson, ain’t never comin' back | 
| Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout | 
| And we’ve been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went… |