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