Jackson

Jackson - Brakes

Written by：Billy Edd-Wheeler/Jerry Lieber

We got married in a fever

Hotter than a pepper sprout

We been talking about Jackson

Ever since the fire went out

I'm going to Jackson

I'm going to mess around

Yeah I'm going to Jackson

Look out Jackson town

Go on down to Jackson

Go ahead and wreck yer hill

Go play yer hand you big talking gal

And make a big fool of yourself

Get on to Jackson

Go comb yer hair

I'm gonna smoke Paul Jackson yeah

See if I care

I breeze into that city

People gonna stoop and bow

All them fellas gonna make me

Teach 'em what they don't know how

I'm going to Jackson

Turn my loose in my coat

I'm going to Jackson

Goodbye that's all she want

They'll laugh at you in Jackson

I'll be dancing on a pony keg

They'll lead you 'round town like a scolded hound

With your tail stuck between your legs

Yeah I'm going to Jackson

And that's a matter of fact

Well get home to Jackson

Ain't never coming back

We got married in a fever

Hotter than a pepper sprout

We been talking about Jackson

Ever since the fire went out

I'm going to Jackson

I'm going to mess around

Yeah I'm going to Jackson

Look out Jackson town

See I'm going to Jackson

Look out Jackson town