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Jackson (Johnny Cash and June Carter) We got married in a fever, hotter than a peppered sprout, We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm goin' 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 Make a big fool of yourself, Yeah, go to Jackson; go comb your hair Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson See if I care When I breeze into that city People gonna stoop and bow (hah) All them women gonna make me Teach 'em what they don't know how I'm goin' to Jackson You turn-a loosen my coat 'Cos I'm 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 town like a scalded hound With your tail tucked between your legs Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man And I'll be waitin' in Jackson Behind my Jaypan Fan. Well now, we got married in a fever Hotter than a peppered sprout 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