I'm gonna give that junk man my broken heart

The broken heart I got from you

I'm gonna give that junk man my broken heart

For a loaded thirty-two



I'm gonna give that junk man my old gladrags

I'm gonna wear a gown of black

Better pack your trunk man, pack your bags

Cause I'm gettin' on your track



Now I ain't braggin'

You can't throw me down

I'm gonna fix your wagon

So you can't go to town



I'm gonna do you right cause you done me wrong

I'm gonna do you black and blue

And then I'll tell that junk man to come along

And pick up what's left of you