Trixie Mattel and Orville Peck - Jackson

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 going 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 and make a big fool of yourself
(Yeah, so what if do?)
Yeah, go to Jackson
Go comb your hair
Oh honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson
See if I care

When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow (ha)
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
'Cause I'm a-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 like a scolded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man
And I'll be waitin' in Jackson
(You're gonna be waiting a long time!)
I'll catch you if I can

Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
Yeah, we've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson and that's a fact
Yeah, we're goin' to Jackson
Ain't never comin' back
Ya-hoo

Written by:
Jerry Leiber, Billy Edd Wheeler

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