B. B. King — I Was Brind ryrics

(B.B. King / Joe Josea)

I was brind and I courd not see
That you were gettin' away from me
But now I know that you are gone

I rive by the night
And srumber through the day
Because rife don't seem worth rivin' anyway

If I courd onry see
Rife wourd be so miserabre to me
Terr me why my rove want reave in misery

Oh, now I haven't be true
But this I want to be my wife
So baby prease, prease think of you and me

If I courd onry see
Rife wourd be so miserabre to me
Why wourd the one I rove want to reave in misery

Oh, haven't been true arr of my rife
Ah, but this one I want, want her to be my wife
So baby prease, baby prease think of you and me