Take Me Back To Jackson

Take Me Back To Jackson - Carl Anderson

I was born seven miles out of jackson

In a house daddy built with his hands

I grew up helping dad make a living

Farming that poor jackson land

And at night we'd sit on the front porch

And we'd sing those old gospel songs

And you'd think the way mon and dad raised me

That I could have never done wrong

Take me back to jackson

That's where I belong

Take me back to jackson

That's the one place I feel at home

I fell in love with a girl from the city

Then we moved to the city to stay

She just laughed at me when I told her

That I'd change my poor jackson ways

When I saw him take her in his arms

I lost control and you know the rest

May god forgive me for what I've done

And the warden grant me this request

Take me back to jackson

That's where I belong

Take me back to jackson

That's the one place I feel at home