(Robert Shad)
Down the road, down the road come
My junko pardner
He was loaded as he
could be
He was knocked down, knock down loaded
And he sang this song to me
Well
I'd pawn my silver pen
I would pawn my watch and chain
I would pawn my pretty
Isabella
But the poor gal can't sign her name
Down the road, down the road come
My
junko pardner
He was loaded as he could be
He was knocked down, knocked down loaded
And
he sang this song to me
Down the road, down the road come
My junko pardner
He was
loaded as he could be
He was knocked down, knocked down loaded
And he sang this song to
me
Well six months ain't no sentence
And a year just ain't no time
We got boys down
in Angola
Serving one to ninety-nine
Down the road, down the road come
My junko
pardner
He was loaded as he could be
He was knocked down, knocked down loaded
And he
wobbled all over the street
Down the road, down the road come
My junko pardner
He
was loaded as he could be
He was knocked down, knocked down loaded
And he sang this song to
me
