(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