Eric Clapton
Eric Clapton - Third Degree lyrics
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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. Chorus 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. Chorus
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Author: Eddie Boyd, Willie Dixon
Composer: ?
Publisher: Reprise Records, WEA International Inc.
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Released in: 1975
Language: English
Appearing on: From the Cradle (1994) , The Complete Reprise Studio Albums: Volume 1 (2022)
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- Country: United Kingdom
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