Down the road, come a junco partner He was loaded as could be He was knocked-out, knocked-out loaded And he was singin' this song to me
Six months, he said ain't no sentence One year, ain't no time They've got boys locked up in Angola, well Servin' one year to ninety-nine
If I had a million dollars Let me tell you what I'd do I would buy (buy buy buy) the land around Angola And plant a nice weed garden 'til the year 2002
I want whiskey whiskey whiskey when I'm thirsty I want water when I'm dry I want my lover when I'm lonely Give me a little heroin before I die throw in a little cocaine before I die on the side