About The Song
Certain songs feel like they’ve always existed, to the point where it’s strange to imagine them as being new, as being songs that people would hear on the radio for the first time. “Hit The Road Jack” is one of those. As we experience it today, it’s less a song, more of an all-purpose signifier of the idea that someone should get out. It’s what plays over the PA at the hockey arena when someone get sent to the penalty box. But of course, before all that, it was a pop single.
It’s a slight song, less than two minutes. The setup is simple: The woman knows she’s stuck with someone who isn’t worth shit, and she’s kicking him out. The guy begs and pleads for another chance, but he knows it’s hopeless. They’re following a script, and they know it. Maybe they’ve had this argument before. Maybe this really is the end. But the contours of it will always be familiar.
Charles was a genius at straddling genre lines, and “Hit The Road Jack” is a fine example. It’s an R&B song, but it pulls some of its swagger from big-band jazz, and some of its intensity from rock ‘n’ roll. It sounds tough, and simple, but the sounds are there to get the story across. It’s not the work of transcendent genius that Charles’ “Georgia On My Mind” was, but it remains plenty durable anyway.
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Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come back no moreWhat you say?Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come back no moreOld woman, old woman, don’t treat me so meanYou’re the meanest old woman that I’ve ever seenI guess if you said soI’ll have to pack my things and go (that’s right)Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come back no moreWhat you say?Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come back no moreNow baby, listen baby, don’t ya treat me this way‘Cause I’ll be back on my feet some day(Don’t care if you do ’cause it’s understood)(You ain’t got no money, you just ain’t no good)Well, I guess if you say soI’ll have to pack my things and go (that’s right)Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come back no moreWhat you say?Hit the road Jack and don’t you come backNo more, no more, no more, no moreHit the road Jack and don’t you come back no moreWell (don’t you come back no more)Uh, what you say? (Don’t you come back no more)I didn’t understand you (don’t you come back no more)You can’t mean that (don’t you come back no more)Oh, now baby, please (don’t you come back no more)What you tryin’ to do to me? (Don’t you come back no more)Oh, don’t treat me like that (don’t you come back no more)