Verse 1
I can’t believe you had the nerve to say the things you said
They hurt so bad that they ended your relationship
I can’t believe it...4 years go down the drain
Oh how I wish things would have happened so differently
I tried to save it so many times but you still couldn’t see
YOU kept insisting and resisting that you would not fall again
And now you trying to tell me that you’re sorry
And you’re trying to come back home
You’re telling me you really need me cryi

(by Eddie Boyd and 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.

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

Spread A Little Love on Christmas Day Silent Hedges Ohne Mich Youll Never Never Know Time Right On Time Rock Of Life I Get The Sweetest Feeling Children of the 80s Skylark Fall Lie Still, Little Bottle Third of its Kind Ich Will Noch Mehr Exodus Fat Lip Return That's That Shit Sap THE DAMAGE YOU'VE DONE The Remedy Drool (Mother) Do My Thing Good to Yourself

Chippin Away Genius (Never Came Through) Mock Song Electricity One Of Those Nights Freaks of the Industry Arms Around Me Candle In The Wind Look to the Heavens Girl With The World In Her Eyes Delux Missy's Cheer Cornbread Mafia Shanandoah My Own Native Land Blind River Boy Evil Ways A Fool To Believe Chick-A-Boom Des Jonquilles Aux Derniers Lilas La Boxe De Lombre The End Ain't Nobody Fuckin' Wit It Say Goodbye To Hollywood