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 tɾunk man, pack your bags
Cause I'm gettin' on [C7]your tɾack
Now I ain't braggin'
You can't throw me down
I'm gonna fix your wagon
So you [A7can't go to [C7]town
I'm gonna do you [A7ɾight cause you [A7done me wrong
I'm gonna do you [A7black and [Bm]blue
And then I'll tell that junk man to [C7]come along
And pick up what's left of you