Eric Clapton
third degree live
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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
Bad luck, bad luck is killing me
Well I just can't stand no more of this third degree
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
Bad luck, bad luck is killing me
Well I just can't stand no more of this third degree
- Album:
- I Still Do
- Crossroads Revisited
- Live in San Diego
- Early Days
- FOREVER MAN
- The Breeze: An Appreciation of JJ Cale
- Eric Clapton & Friends: The Breeze - An Appreciation of...
- Old Sock
- Miscellaneous
- Clapton
- Live From Madison Square Garden
- Slowhand
- Crossroads
- No Reason To Cry
- 461 Ocean BLVD
- Live in San Diego (with Special Guest JJ Cale)
- Motherless Children (Live in San Diego)
- Crossroads Revisited Selections From the Crossroads...
- Crossroads 2 (Live In The Seventies)
- Eric Clapton Blues