I was walkin down the street,mindin my own affair

When two policemen grabbed me, unaware

He says ´Is your name Henry?´ I says´Why sure´

He says ´You the boy I´m lookin´ for´



I was framed,framed,I was blamed,framed

Well,I never knew nothin,but I always get framed

Oh,framed



They took him in the line up and let those bright

Lights shine,there was ten poor souls like me in that line

I knew I was a victim of someones evil plan

When a stool pidgeon walked in and says´ That´s your man´



I was framed,framed,I was blamed oh,framed,framed,framed

Well, I never knew nothin but I always get framed



Well, the prosecutor turned and started a prosecutin´ me

Man,that cat didn´t give me the one,but the third degree

He says´Where were you on the night of July 1953?´

´Man I was just home just a tweedle-a-dee´



I was framed oh framed,I was blamed oh,framed,framed,framed well,

I never knew nothin,but I always get framed

Oh framed,oh framed