| C | |
| We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout |
| C | C7 | |
| We've been talking 'bout Jackson | ever since the fire went out |
| C | F | C | |
| I'm going to | Jackson, gonna mess a | round |
| C | F | G7 | C | |
| yeah, I'm going to | Jackson, | look out Jackson | town |
| C | |
| Go on down to Jackson, go ahead and wreck your health |
| C | C7 | |
| Go play your hand, you big talking man, make a | big fool o-of yourself |
| C | F | C | |
| Yeah, go to | Jackson, comb your | hair |
| C | F | G7 | C | |
| honey, I'm gonna sn | ow ball Jackson, | see if I | care |
| C | |
| When I breeze into that city, people goona stoop and bow(hah!) |
| C | C7 | |
| all them women gonna make me | teach 'em what they don't know how |
| C | F | C | |
| aw, I'm going to | Jackson, turn loose'a my | coat, |
| C | F | G7 | C | |
| cause, I'm going to | Jackson, | goodbye, that's all she | wrote |
| C | |
| but they'll laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancin' on a pony keg |
| C | C7 | |
| they'll lead you 'roun' town like a scalded hound, with your | tail tucked 'tween your legs |
| C | F | C | |
| yeah, go to | Jackson, you big talking | man |
| C | F | G7 | C | |
| and I'll be waiting in | Jackson | behind my jaypan | fan |
| C | |
| We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout |
| C | C7 | |
| We've been talking 'bout Jackson | ever since the fire went out |
| C | F | C | |
| I'm going to | Jackson, and that's a | fact |
| C | F | G7 | C | |
| yeah, I'm going to | Jackson, | ain't never comin' | back |
The verses of the song are inaccurate, C played at the end of each verse and the lyrics are wrong also.
Looks like someone corrected the missing C chord at end of verses. Lyrics are straight out of the Live at Folsom Prison album, except June Carter sings "Go comb your hair", not "Comb your hair".