| We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
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| We’ve been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out
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| I’m goin' to Jackson, I’m gonna mess around
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| Yeah, I’m goin' to Jackson
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| Look out Jackson town
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| Well, go on down to Jackson; |
| go ahead and wreck your health
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| Go play your hand you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself
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| Yeah, go to Jackson; |
| go comb your hair!
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| Honey, I’m gonna snowball Jackson
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| See if I care
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| When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow
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| All them women gonna make me, teach 'em what they don’t know how
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| I’m goin' to Jackson, you turn-a loose-a my coat
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| 'Cos I’m goin' to Jackson
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| «Goodbye,» that’s all she wrote
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| But they’ll laugh at you in Jackson, and I’ll be dancin' on a Pony Keg
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| They’ll lead you 'round town like a scalded hound
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| With your tail tucked between your legs
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| Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man
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| And I’ll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan
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| Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
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| We’ve been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went
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| I’m goin' to Jackson, and that’s a fact
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| Yeah, we’re goin' to Jackson, ain’t never comin' back
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| Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout
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| And we’ve been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jackson, artist - George Strait. Album song The Cowboy Rides Away: Live From AT&T Stadium, in the genre Кантри