There's a little motel in Jackson, Mississippi Where I first made love to the millionaire's wife Don't know to this day why she would want me Bad enough to haunt me for the rest of my life Tried to run from Jackson, Mississippi Tried to leave the scandal and shame But the millionaire's wife kept makin' it harder Kept coming around and calling my name Now the millionaire's wife is the millionaire's widow I'm stuck here in this cold dark cell She got a house and a long black Lincoln I got a ticket straight to hell You can be the king of Jackson, Mississippi You can own most everything in sight But you'd better have more than a pocketful of money If you come around me lookin' for a fight Now the millionaire's wife is the millionaire's widow I'm stuck here in this cold dark cell She got a house and a long black Lincoln I got a ticket straight to hell Woe is me! Now the word down here in Jackson, Mississippi I'll never see the sun again Blood will rain down on the jury The judge will be the gallows friend Now the millionaire's wife is the millionaire's widow I'm stuck here in this cold dark cell She got a house and a long black Lincoln I got a ticket straight to hell Now the millionaire's wife is the millionaire's widow I'm stuck here in this cold dark cell She got a house and a long black Lincoln I got a ticket straight to hell She got a house and a long black Lincoln I got a ticket straight to hell