Lyrics:

I say down the road come a Junco Partner
He was loaded as can be
He was knocked out, knocked out loaded
He was wobblin' all over the street

I'm singing six months ain't no sentence
And one year ain't no time
I got friends in Angola
Serving fourteen to ninety-nine

Well I, well I wish I had me one million dollars
Just one million to call my own
I would raise meat and say 'Grow for me baby'
I would raise me a tobacco farm

Well down the road comes a Junco Partner
He was loaded as can be
He was knocked out, knocked out loaded, loaded
He was wobblin' as can be

Now well I have me, well, lot of money
Yeah and mighty good friends all over town
Now I ain't got no more money
All of my good friends just put me down

So now I gotta pawn my rifle and pistol
Yeah I'm gonna pawn my watch and chain
I woulda pawned my sweet woman
But the smart girl she would not sign her name

So down the road come a Junco Partner
Boy, he was loaded as can be
I was knocked out, knocked out loaded
He was wobblin' all over the street

Down the road come a Junco Partner
He was loaded as can be