And jokes, jokes, jokes on you, Jack Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Time for you to go Uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I remember when us blacks were on our backs Across tracks where we live Now we packin' in Cadillacs A Pontiac, if you know what I'm sayin' Poor Nick think it's a Caddy And now he playin' Mack Daddy But that's alright, I blame it all on Jack Who's Jack? You ask me, you say I say it every time When the rhyme goes into your head, down to your toes And you miss me, play it off like a disco Let's go with just a wick, wick, whack, wickety-whack In fact, I'm sayin' Hit the road, Jack For the hook, I play it by the book For the track, I bring it back Look out, hit the road, Jack Hit the road, Jack Yeah Hit the road, Jack Uh-huh Hit the road, Jack Hit the road Hit the road, Jack Uh-huh, uh-huh Hit the road, Jack Yeah Hit the road, Jack Hit the road, Jack Uh-huh Hit the road, Jack Yeah Don't you come back, don't you come back Uh Don't, don't, don't for you now Don't you come back, don't you come back Don't, don't, don't for you now Black is black and white is white That's alright if you're right That's alright, no need to fight Yo Much respect if your nature's in check a little If not, expect me to cock-a-doodle to a riddle This actin' cracker proves to be a killer to me Like I refuse to be a negro But we grow to be people if people bout our color Got them playin' us out like we were Cinderella But if you take it, break it, damn full of noise But Jack and his boys keep doin' what they wanna do But hear me out Jack goes on the collar to kill one another Cause some blacks act devil too And if you see him, you can tell by his act Not his word, but his deed, and we bleed All because of that lifestyle of a dirty rat And if you act like that Step back and hit the road jack That's right Hit the road Don't you come back Don't, don't, don't for you now Don't you come back Don't, don't, don't for you now Don't you come back Don't, don't, don't for you now Don't you come back Don't, don't, don't for you now When I die Not Jack the Ripper Or the Jack of Spades I'm not jacking for beats Let's get Jack the Raper Mothers cry While forefathers die From the whip And not a bit Ever made the paper When I come They all run and hide And they quit When you're loud Here comes Chuck With that black sheet Flew at Jack Being a quarterback For the season He's playing Got like Bell-bottom jeans You know I took the line From the mainslows For that And I know They feel the same Thank you Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack Uh-huh, uh-huh Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack Hit the road Jack And you know The constant Is a road Jack Is a road Jack Don't you come back Don't you come back Yeah Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back No more Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back No more But you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Don't you come back Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke Joke