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Now when I left out of Jackson |
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My baby was standin' in her do' |
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Now when I left out of Jackson |
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I rode that *M&O |
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Now, my baby like the Chevrolet |
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But I believe I'll buy a V8 Fo' |
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She say, 'Is he too fast |
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To try to hold in the road?' |
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Well, I'm goin' back to Jackson |
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Good old Jackson, Tennessee |
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I can't do no good up here |
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I've gotten the jinx on me |
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A-yon' come my baby |
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I can tell by the way she walk |
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I wouldn't know her so well |
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But I can tell by the way she talks |
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Oh, now tell me baby |
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Sweet, now wha'cha want me to do? |
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You think that I can love you |
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And be yo' little doggie? |
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Well, mother told me, an' told me |
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My father he sat down an' cried |
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She say, 'You too young-a-man, son |
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To have them many women on yo' side. |
