Junco Partner - Joe Strummer

Down the road came a Junco Partner

Boy, 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

One million to call my own (all my own)

I would raise me and say, «Grow for me baby»

Raise me a tobacco farm

Take a walk

Take a walk, Junco Partner

Hey!

Don’t bother me

!

Like that!

Well, when I had me a great deal of money

Yeah had mighty good friends all over town

Now I ain’t got no more money

All of my good friends just put me down

So now I gotta pawn my ratchett 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!

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, yes I’m getting thirsty

Pour me out a good beer, when I’m dry

Just, just give me whisky, when I’m thirsty

Give me headstone when I die

Down the road