Ain’t no Jackson like the one you are
Four paper dollars and a silver car
Turn up the rumble ’til it goes like that
Ol’ Mississippi howling
Howling river cat

No matter where you stay you laying low
Two days shaking off the rodeo
Turn up the jukebox ’til you hear the scat
Tune you up in 40
40 seconds flat

Down in the hollow
Can’t catch the blues
Throw down your sorrow and
Turn up the juke

You got the gumption and you got the gall
Settle-in for your gentleman’s high speed ball
Leave your fancy in your, in your leather case
Boots are stomping
All around the place

Down in the hollow
Can’t catch the blues
Throw down your sorrow and
Turn up the juke

Can’t nobody ever
Hide the truth
Forget tomorrow
Turn up the juke