We got married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
'Cause we've been talking 'bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out
I'm going to Jackson
I'm gonna mess around
Yeah, I'm going to Jackson
South Jackson
Well, go on down to Jackson
Go ahead and wreck your health
Gonna wear your hand-me-downs
And make a big fool of yourself
Yeah, go to Jackson
Go comb your hair
I'm gonna snowball Jackson
See if I care
Well, 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 going to Jackson
You turn a loop in my coat
Yeah, I'm going to Jackson
Fights all year round
Well, it's 93 weather in Jackson
And I'll be dancing on a pony keg
They'll root you around town like a scolding hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
Yeah, I'm going to Jackson
You drink all you can
And I'll be working in Jackson
Tying my chain pants down
Well, we got married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
'Cause we been talking 'bout 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 married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
'Cause we been talking 'bout Jackson
Thank you, thank you
Thank you very much
I'll give John a minute to catch his breath
And I'll sing a little song for you
In fact, let me sit down
I'm not quite as tall as he is
This is a little song that I wrote about three
Or four years ago, and nobody requested it
It was a complete flop
But I still like to sing it, so I think maybe I'll try it for you
It's called The Tall Lover Man
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