Jackson-Nancy Sinatra/Lee Hazlewood

We got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around (yeah?) Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson, Look out Jackson town Well, go on down to Jackson, Go ahead and wreck your health (hmm) Go play your hand, you big-talkin' man, Make a big fool of yourself Yeah, yeah, go to Jackson, But go comb that hair I'm gonna snowball Jackson Go ahead and see if I care When I breeze into that city, The people gonna stoop and bow (ha ha) All them women gonna make me teach 'em What they don't know how I'm goin' to Jackson, Ya turn-a loose-a my coat 'cause I'm goin' to Jackson Goodbye, that's all she wrote They'll laugh at you in Jackson (I doubt it) And I'll be dancin' on a pony keg They'll lead you 'round that town Like a scalded hound With your tail tucked between your legs Yeah, yeah, yeah, go to Jackson, You big-talkin' man And I'll be waitin' there in Jackson Behind my *Japan* fan We got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went ou-ou-out Go to Jackson and that's a natural fact We're goin' to Jackson, Ain't never comin' back We got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout FADE We been talkin' 'bout Jackson