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
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
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.
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