This is a blues called "Opusthirteen."
"You lied to your mother, you told her you didn't do it,
and you thought she didn't know, but everyone knew it.
Mister, I'm an old man, and I ain't done nothing wrong.
And how did you treat your wife?
You went after young cunt.
And what did you ever get from it?
Nothing is what.
I'm an old man, listen, and I ain't done nothing wrong.
If you had a dog you'd kick it, and if you had a kid,
you'd whop it upside its head.
You know you'd do.
I'm an old man, sister, and I ain't done nothing wrong.
The only thing you was good at was cabbage, and booze,
and smiling when some black girl come up singing the blues.
Well, I'm an old man, OK, and I ain't done nothing wrong.
How do you like yourself, old rag tag and bobtail?
The only good thing about is you ain't in jail.
I'm an old man, and I'm tired, and I
ain't done nothing wrong."