I was walkin' down the street, kinda mindin' my own affairs

When a policeman walked up to me, kinda unaware

He said, Son, is your name Jerry Reed? I said, Why sure

He said, Whaddayaknow son, you the one we been lookin' for

I said, Unh-uh, I'm bein' framed, I'm bein' framed

I said, Officer, I don't never do nothin' wrong

But I always get the blame, I get framed

He took me down to the lineup and let the bright lights shine

There was nine other poor souls with me up there in that line

But I had a feelin' I was a victim of somebody's evil plan

'Cause this woman pointed her finger at me and said, That skinny one, he's the man

I said, Unh-uh woman, I'm bein' framed

Lord, I'm bein' framed

I said, Woman, I don't never do nothin' wrong

But honey I always get the blame, I get framed

Well, then the prosecutin' attorney started prosecutin' on me

Started jumpin' up and down, stompin' his feet, givin' me the third degree

He said, Son, where was you on the night of October 29?

I said, I was down at Tootsie's, he said, Judge, that man's lyin'

I said, No I ain't, I'm bein' framed

Bein' framed

I said, Judge, I don't never do nothin' wrong

But I always get the blame

Well, I denied the charges of carryin' that big ol' .44

I even denied the charges of robbin' that liquor store

I denied the charges of bein' drunk and disorderly too

But when the judge said, Step forward son, well, I staggered to my feet, I walked across the floor, I tripped, and I fall and my gun went off, and shot a hole in the bottom of my boots

And I said, Judge, Judge, Judge, I'm bein' framed

Your Honor, I'm bein' framed

I said, I don't never do nothin' wrong, Your Honor

But I always get the blame, I get framed

I said, Judge, I'm bein' framed

He said, Well son, you lookin' like, like an 8×10, hah-hah hah-hah

I turned to him, I turned to him, and I said, Appeal, appeal

He said, That's right boy, you a peel

With a capital P

You understand that, you hillbilly?