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