Lyrics:

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 6 months ain't no sentence

Yeah, and one year ain't no time

I was born in Angola

Serving 14 to 99



Well I wish I had me one million dollars

Oh, one million to call my own

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

Raise me a tobacco farm



Take a walk, Take a walk, Junco Partner



Well, when I had me a great deal of money

Yeah, I had mighty good things all over town

Now I ain't got no more money

All of my good friends they're putting me down



So now I gotta pawn my ratchet and pistol

Yeah I'm gonna pawn my watch and chain

I would have pawned my sweet Gabriella

But the smart girl she wouldn't sign her name



(repeat first verse twice)



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

Pour me out a good beer, when I'm dry

Just, just give me whisky, when I'm thirsty

Give me headstone when I die.



Down the road.