(Billy Ed Wheeler - Gaby Rogers)      We got married in a fever   Hotter than a pepper sprout   We've been talking 'bout Jackson   Ever since the fire went out.      I'm goin' to Jackson, (you just think you're one)   I'm gonna mess around   Headed to Jackson   Look out Jackson town.      Well, you go on down to Jackson   Go ahead and wreck your health   Play your hand like a lovin' man   Make a big fool of yourself.      Honey, you just go on to Jackson   Well, you go comb your hair   I'm gonna snowball Jackson   Oh, see if I care.      Hmm, I breeze into that city   All them people gonna stoop and bow   And them Jackson women gonna make me teach 'em   What they don't know now.      I'm goin' to Jackson   Get your brother hands off of my coat   I'm headed to Jackson   Goodbye, that's all she wrote.      When they laugh at you in Jackson   I'll be dancin' on the pony keg   When I'll lead you round town   Like a scalded hound with your tail tucked between your legs.      Go on to Jackson   You big tall Texas man   I'll be waitin' right there in Jackson   Behind my Japan fan.      We got married in a fever   Hotter than a pepper sprout   We've been talking bout Jackson   Ever since the fire went out.      We're goin' to Jackson   And that's a fact   Yeah, goin' to Jackson   Ain't never comin' back...