Our Centennial Song
Written by JES in 2014 and placed in the town Time Capsule

When I was young I came upon a town that they call Jackson.
With lots of sky and open space, a big yellow sun shining on my face.
  Jackson, Jackson, a place that I call home.
  Jackson, Jackson, my heart will never roam.

They counted on one unborn child to reach the needed number.
For Jackson to become a town, we needed 150 folks around.
  Jackson, Jackson, a place that I call home.
  Jackson, Jackson, my heart will never roam.

The men were strong the women too, in fact they ran town council.
The sheriff and the governor too, without the women what would we do?
  Jackson, Jackson, a place that I call home.
  Jackson, Jackson, my heart will never roam.

They skied the slopes of Kelly Hill once harvested for timber.
Later it became Snow King, could ski and sled on it all day.
  Jackson, Jackson, a place that I call home.
  Jackson, Jackson, my heart will never roam.

Oh give me a home, where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
  Jackson, Jackson, a place that I call home.
  Jackson, Jackson, my heart will never roam. (2x)