Down the road came a Junco Partner
For he was loaded as can be
He was knocked out, knocked out loaded
He was a'wobblin' all over the street
Singing six months ain't no sentence
And one year ain't no time
I was born in Angola
Serving fourteen to ninety nine
Well I wish I had me a million dollars
Oh one million to call my own
I would raise meat and say, "grow for me baby"
I would raise me a tobacco farm
Well I wish I would have me a great deal of money
Yeah and mighty good things all over town
Now I ain't got no more money
All of my good friends are putting me down
So now I gotta p*** my rifle and pistol
Yeah I'm gonna p*** my watch and chain
I would have p***ed my seat Gabriella
But the smart girl she wouldn't sign her name
Give me headstone when I die
For he was loaded as can be
He was knocked out, knocked out loaded
He was a'wobblin' all over the street
Singing six months ain't no sentence
And one year ain't no time
I was born in Angola
Serving fourteen to ninety nine
Well I wish I had me a million dollars
Oh one million to call my own
I would raise meat and say, "grow for me baby"
I would raise me a tobacco farm
Well I wish I would have me a great deal of money
Yeah and mighty good things all over town
Now I ain't got no more money
All of my good friends are putting me down
So now I gotta p*** my rifle and pistol
Yeah I'm gonna p*** my watch and chain
I would have p***ed my seat Gabriella
But the smart girl she wouldn't sign her name
Give me headstone when I die