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