Willie Dixon - Third Degree текст песни

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



Авторы: Eddie Boyd, Willie Dixon


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08-06-2009

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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