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.