Letra de Jackson (Bear's Sonic Journals: Live At The Carousel Ballroom, April 24 1968)
We got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout 'Cause we've been talking 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm going to Jackson I'm gonna mess around Yeah, I'm going to Jackson South Jackson Well, go on down to Jackson Go ahead and wreck your health Gonna wear your hand-me-downs And make a big fool of yourself Yeah, go to Jackson Go comb your hair I'm gonna snowball Jackson See if I care Well, when I breeze into that city People gonna stoop and bow All them women gonna make me Teach 'em what they don't know how I'm going to Jackson You turn a loop in my coat Yeah, I'm going to Jackson Fights all year round Well, it's 93 weather in Jackson And I'll be dancing on a pony keg They'll root you around town like a scolding hound With your tail tucked between your legs Yeah, I'm going to Jackson You drink all you can And I'll be working in Jackson Tying my chain pants down Well, we got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout 'Cause we been talking 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm going to Jackson And that's a fact Yeah, we're going to Jackson Ain't never coming back Well, we got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout 'Cause we been talking 'bout Jackson Thank you, thank you Thank you very much I'll give John a minute to catch his breath And I'll sing a little song for you In fact, let me sit down I'm not quite as tall as he is This is a little song that I wrote about three Or four years ago, and nobody requested it It was a complete flop But I still like to sing it, so I think maybe I'll try it for you It's called The Tall Lover Man