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8 MAN AND 4 WOMEN |
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(O.V. Wright) |
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I dreamed that love was a crime |
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I was alone, so lonely and blue |
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You know why? Because eight men and four women, Lord |
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They found me guilty of loving you |
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As they were taking me away |
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You were taking, I saw you when you were taking the witness stand |
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You know what? I heard the lawyer when he asked you, my love |
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"Do you really love that man?" |
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It was eight men and four women |
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How could they be so blind |
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How could they call me guilty? |
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And called true love a crime |
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Guilty Guilty Guilty |
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But a tear rolled down my cheek |
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I felt so sorry for you |
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You know why? |
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Because in my heart I knew, oh yes, baby I knew |
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That they would find you guilty too |
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Judge, your honor and to the jury |
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I intend to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that we are innocent |
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And true love is not a crime |
