B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
B.W. Stevenson
I was sittin' alone in Jackson
Wonder whisperin' in my head
Out of the night comes an anthem
Strangest vision yet
She said, "Hey boy, what you doing?
Think I'm gonna run you in"
Well, all of a sudden was I thinking
She's up and gone again
Lord, take me out of Jackson
Devil on my trail
Take me out of Jackson
Got no one to pay my bail
I don't wanna go to jail, whoo
Met this little lady in Jackson
She wanted a one-night stand
I said, "Hey there, little lady
You know that I'm your man"
I was out to know it trouble for my life
After that deed was done, I found out she's the sheriff's wife
Lord, take me out of Jackson
Devil on my trail
Take me out of Jackson
Got no one to pay my bail
I don't wanna go to jail, whoo
Yeah, take me out of Jackson
Got no one to pay my bail
I don't wanna go to jail
Jackson was written by B.W. Stevenson.
Jackson was produced by David Kershenbaum.