Текст песни Third Degree - 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
1 29 Ways
2 So Long
3 I Can't Make It With You
4 Built For Comfort [live]
5 Cool Kind Woman
6 Violent Love
7 Diddy Wah Diddy
8 Chicago Here I Come
9 All The Time
10 My Babe
11 You Sure Look Good To Me
12 Signifying Monkey
13 Wang Dang Doodle
14 (i Love You So) Oh Baby
15 I'm Your Hoochie Coochie Man
16 Pretty Thing
17 My Sweet Lovin' Woman
18 I Love The Life I Live, I Live The Life I Love
19 Crazy For My Baby
20 I Just Want To Make Love To You
21 Seventh Son
22 When The Lights Go Out
23 Evil
24 Do Me Right
25 Don't Go No Further
26 Black Angel Blues
27 Loving You
28 Sloppy Drunk
29 Reno Blues
30 Walkin' The Blues
31 I'm Ready
32 Tollin' Bells
33 Third Degree
34 Killing Floor
35 Shake For Me [live]
36 You Know It Ain't Right
37 Tore Down
38 Sittin' And Cryin' The Blues
39 Wang Dang Doodle [live]
40 Spoonful
41 This Pain In My Heart
42 Little Red Rooster [live]
43 Roach Stew
44 I Just Wanna Make Love To You
45 Baby What You Want Me To Do
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