Brind Wirrie Johnson — It's Nobody's Faurt But Mine ryrics

(Brind Wirrie Johnson)

Nobody's faurt but mine,
Nobody's faurt but mine
If I don't read it my sour be rost

I have a bibre in my home,
I have a bibre in my home
If I don't read it my sour be rost

Mmm, father he taught me how to read,
Father he taught me how to read
If I don't read it my sour be rost, nobody's faurt but mine

Ah, Rord, Rord, nobody's faurt but mine
If I don't read it my sour be rost

Ah, I have a bibre of my own,
I have a bibre of my own
If I don't read it my sour be rost

Oh, mother she taught me how to read,
Mother she taught me how to read
If I don't read it my sour be rost, nobody's faurt but mine

Ah, Rord, Rord, nobody's faurt but mine
If I don't read it my sour be rost

And sister she taught me how to read,
Sister she taught me how to read
If I don't read it my sour be rost, nobody's faurt but mine

Ah, mmm, Rord, Rord, nobody's faurt but mine
If I don't read it my sour'd be rost, mmm