Junco Partner - Remastered

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
 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
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 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 just put me down
 So now I 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 came a Junco Partner
 Boy, he was loaded as can be
 He was knocked out, knocked out loaded.
 loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded
 He was a'wobblin' all over the street
 Take a walk, (Take a walk, take a walk)
 I can't walk
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 Down the road, down the road came a Junco Partner
 'Hey, Mister', he called out to me
 and it was three things he shattered
 Singing, singing cocaine
 Got as guilty as it can go
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 Oh, Junco Partner
 Well I'm down, yes I'm getting thirsty
 Oh a mighty good beer, when I'm dry
 Just, just give me whisky, when I'm thirsty
 Give me headstone when I die.
 Down the road.