I went out for a little ride
And maybe drove too fast
Crown between my legs
Inside a metal flask
I hadn't had a drink, I was dry
I could walk that line
Got the cleanest blood around
Still they find me guilty all the time

So I went down to the courthouse
To contest that fine
The bailiff was a lady
Use to be a friend of mine
I cut the queue, cocky
Went straight to the head of the line
She said, "Hey, sloppy lover
This court'll find you guilty half the time"

Well, there don't seem to be no jobs
Don't wanna run your blood
They run it to the lab
And they drain it in the tub
They stuck a spike into my vein
I saw my blood run like rosé wine
I got the cleanest blood around
Still they find me guilty half the time
Well, you know that Jesus Christ
The one they nailed up to the cross
They stuck a spear into his lungs
Made him wear a crown of thorns
Wrote "King of the Jews"
They hung it right over his head up on a sign
Hey, you could even walk on water
And still they'd find you guilty half the time

Well, you're guilty when you're sleepin'
Guilty when you're awake
Guilty when you're real
Guilty when you're fake
Guilty when you get away
Guilty when you're caught
Guilty when you're buyin'
Sellin' or been bought
I'm goin' back to Illinois
I'm gonna change some minds
Don't matter if you change
Still they find you guilty half the time

I'm goin' back to Illinois
I'm gonna change my ways
Don't matter if you change
Still they find you guilty all the same