I was walkin' down the street, minding my own affair

When two policemen grabbed me unaware

They said, is your name Henry, I says why sure?

He says you're the boy I been lookin' for

I was framed, framed, I was blamed

Framed, well I never do nothing

But I always get blamed, oh framed

They took me to the line where those bright lights shine

There was ten poor souls like me in that line

I knew I was a victim of someone's evil plan

When a stool-pigeon walked in an' says

That's your man!

I was framed, framed, I was blamed

Oh, framed, framed, framed

Well, I never do nothing

But I always get blamed


Well, the prosecuting attorney started a-prosecuting me

Man, that cat didn't give me the one, but the third degree

He says, where were you in the night of July 1953

Man, I was just home, just a tweedle-ee-dee

I was framed, oh framed, I was blamed

Oh, framed, framed, framed

Well, I never do nothing

But I always get framed, oh framed

Oh framed