| Third Degree |
|---|
| 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 |
Lyrics Third Degree - John Lee Hooker
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Song from the album: Live At Sugar Hill, Vol. 2
In the genre:Блюз
Release date:25.09.2006
Song language:English
Record label:Fantasy
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