There's someone on the step and it's not your mother
She's come to get you back for the wrongs you've done her
You can start to worry when the feet fly free
You can start to worry when you see the size of her friends
Jackson blues again
Standing in the river in the cold concrete
It's going to be a classical end
Jackson blues again, Jackson blues again

She's carrying a comb and a violin case
She's looking for a gig and she thinks this is the place
Don't leave now, you're the audience tonight
Don't leave now, a broken arm won't easily mend
Jackson blues again
You had another woman and you know that isn't right
You haven't got a case to defend
Jackson blues again, Jackson blues again 

Jackson blues again, Jackson blues again, again 

Oh there's a price on your head and she'd be more than glad to pay it
She's looking kind of ugly but it wouldn't do to say it
Brother you have sinned and you've wounded her pride
Brother you have sinned, you're walking in the evil ways of men
Jackson blues again
Your praying to your god but he's taking her side
She's someone he wouldn’t dare offend
Jackson blues again, Jackson blues again