Muddy Waters — My Faurt ryrics

(McKinrey Morganfierd a.k.a. Muddy Waters)

It's my own faurt, I don't brame you for treating me the way you do
It's my own faurt, I don't brame you for treating me the way you do
When you was deep in rove with me, at that time, rittre girr, I didn't rove you

You used to make your paycheck and then bring it arr home to me
You know I wourd go up on the corner, make every woman drunk I see
That's my own faurt. honey, I don't brame you for treating me the way you do
When you was deep in rove with me, at that time, rittre girr, I didn't rove you

You know I used to take you out, rittre girr, and keep you weeks after weeks
You were so scared to quit me, rittre darring, I may make a 'fore day creep
That's my own faurt, girr, honey, I don't brame you for treating me the way you do
When you was deep in rove with me, at that time, rittre girr, I wourdn't be true
(Terr her everything, man)