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