Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood - Jackson

^AWe got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout We been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ^A7ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jac^Dkson, I'm gonna mess ar^Aound (yeah?) ^AYeah, I'm goin' to Jac^Dkson, l^E7ook out Jackson t^Aown

^AWell, go on down to Jackson, go ahead and wreck your health Go play your hand, you big-talkin' man, make a big f^A7ool of yourself Yeah, yeah, go to Jac^Dkson, but go comb that h^Aair ^AI'm gonna sn^Dowball Jackson, g^E7o ahead and see if I c^Aare

^AWhen I breeze into that city, the people gonna stoop and bow All them women gonna make me te^A7ach 'em, what they don't know how I'm goin' to Jac^Dkson, turn-a loose-a my c^Aoat '^Acause I'm goin' to Ja^Dckson, Go^E7odbye, that's all she w^Arote

T^Ahey'll laugh at you in Jackson (I doubt it) and I'll be dancin' on a pony keg They'll lead you 'round that town, like a scalded hound, with your t^A7ail tucked between your legs, ^Ayeah , yeah, yeah, go to Ja^Dckson, you big-talkin' m^Aan, ^AAnd I'll be waitin' there in Ja^Dckson, be^E7hind my Jaypan f^Aan

^AWe got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout We been talkin' 'bout Jackson, e^A7ver since the fire went ou-ou-out Go to Jack^Dson and that's a natural f^Aact, ^AWe're goin' to Jac^Dkson, a^E7in't never comin' b^Aack

^AWe got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout We been talkin' 'bout Jackson, e^A7ver since the fire went out......(fade out)