The Third Degree - Aaron Lewis

They accused me of forgery, I couldn’t write my name

They accused me of looking and I didn’t see a thing

Didn’t mean to cause no trouble and I meant no bodily harm

All I had was this body and the muscle in my arm

They gave me the third degree

They hung me from a tree, third degree

And they’re giving me the third degree

But it’s plain to see without a learned degree

I didn’t know a chopping hoe could bring a mountain down

They’re giving me the third degree

They hung me from a tree, that third degree

She came down the turn row with a bucket in her hand

She brought Alberta peaches and they all knew I’s her man

She didn’t have no business hanging out down where they were

And everybody wants something and they all wanted her

They’re giving me the third degree

But it’s plain to see without a learned degree

I didn’t know a chopping hoe could bring a mountain down

And they’re giving me the third degree

They hung me from a tree, that third degree

That third degree

Siting with my peaches when I heard her crying out

Peaches in my pocket and blood here on this ground

They took her away from me, they took her away from me

They took her away from me in a third degree

In a third degree

It’s a third degree