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