Junco Partner

Down the road came a-Junco Partner

Boy, he was loaded as can be

He was knocked out, knocked out loaded

He was a-wobblin' all over the street

Singing six months ain't no sentence

And one year ain't no time

I was born in Angola

Serving fourteen to ninety-nine

Well, I wish I had me one million dollars

One million to call my own, call my own

I would raise me, I say grow for me, baby

Raise me a tobacco farm

Take a walk, take a walk

Junco Partner

Hey, don't bother me

Well, a-when I had me a great deal of money

Yeah and a-mighty good things all over town

Now I ain't got no more money

All of my good friends just putting me down

So now I got to, got to pawn my ratchet and pistol

Yeah, I'm gonna pawn my watch and chain, chain, chain

I would have pawned my sweet Gabriella

But the smart girl she wouldn't sign her name

Down the road, down the road (Down the road, down the road)

Came a-Junco Partner, Partner, Partner

Boy, he was loaded as I've ever seen

He was knocked out, knocked out loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded

He was a-wobblin' all over the street

So

Take a walk (Take a walk, take a walk)

I can't walk

Down the road (Down the road, down the road)

A-came a-Junco Partner (Junco, Junco Partner)

"Hey, mister!" he called out to me

And it was three things he shouted

Singing, singing cocaine got me jittering, go

Ow!

Junco Partner

Well, I'm down, yes, I'm getting thirsty

Pour me mighty good beer when I'm dry

Just, just give me whiskey when I'm thirsty

Oh, give me headstone when I die

Down the road