Third Degree Lyrics - Willie Dixon

Got me accused of peeping, I can't see a thing 

Got me accused of petting, I can't even raise my hand 

Bad luck, bad luck is killing me 

Well I just can't stand no more of this third degree 

Got me accused of murder, I ain't harmed a man 

Got me accused of forgery, I can't even write my name 

Got me accused of taxes, I ain't got a dime 

Got me accused of children, and ain't nary one of them was mine 

Got me accused of taxes, I ain't got a dime 

Got me accused of children, and ain't nary one of them was mine