Gary Stewart - Little Junior Lyrics
Ah, my daddy wore a Stetson and a hundred dollar suitDeveloped a cravin' for the black man's bluesAt five point sturdy, knew his way 'round the tablesLet it down boys, I'm takin' it home to theBaby little junior, such a sad childI only got two months and I'm going through this townWell like my daddy I've been around tooAnd as far as cravings I've got quite a fewTall ***** women, diamonds and carsOld age whiskey and all night barsDo their boogie and the weed they smokeSittin' on, waitin' for another tokeLike my lovin' when you lose your towelYou can bet your dollar she ain't comin' aroundLittle junior, such a sad childI only got two months and I'm going through this townRaised without a mother, so I'ma mother myselfAnd I've been known to raise some hellI yell out from the other side of townAnd strange things happen you see when I'm aroundAll mamas and papas you better be on guardAnd keep your little girl in the yardI end up in jail, that was Saturday nightWell, I'm out on bail and for the [Incomprehensible]Little junior, such a sad childI only got two months and I'm going through this town, gone, gone
