Way down the road
Came a poor little junco
He was loaded as can be
He was knocked out
Knocked out and loaded
But he was singing
This song to me
Well, he said six month's
That ain't no sentence
He said one year
That ain't no time
I know boys
Boys in Angola
But doing one year out of 99
When the poor boy had
Plenty of money
He had friends
All over town
Well, now he's broke down
Broke down and busted
And there ain't no
Friends to be found
Well, the poor boy pawn
His silver pistol
So he could buy
Buy a diamond ring
So he could wed
The woman he was loving
But that poor girl
Wouldn't sign her name
Said give him whiskey
When he gets thirsty
Give him water
Give him water
When he gets dry
When he gets dry
Give him attention
When he gets sickly
Give him a graveyard
Oh, when he dies
Yeah, down the road
Came a Junco Partner
He was loaded, loaded as can be
When he was knocked out
Knocked out and loaded
But he was singing
This song to me
Yeah, he was singing
This song to me