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