Columbia Records Pressing Plant (Terre Haute) - Junco Partner lyrics

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 Singin' "6 months ain't no sentence And one year ain't no time I was born in Angola Servin' 14 to 99" Well I wish I had me $1 million dollars Oh, one million to call my own (call my own) I would raise meat and say, "Grow for me baby" Raise me a tobacco farm Well a'when I had me a great deal of money Yeah and a'mighty good things all over town Now I ain't got no more money All of my good friends just puttin' me down So now I gotta pawn my rifle and pistol Yeah, I gonna pawn my watch and chain I would have pawned my sweet Gabriella But the smart girl she wouldn't sign her name (Repeat 1st verse) I can't walk! Down the road a'came a Junco Partner "Hey, mister" he called out to me And it was three things he shouted Singin', singin' (?) Oh! Junco Partner Well, I'm down (?) busted (?) Just a'give me whiskey when I'm thirsty Give me headstone when I die