B. B. King — It's My Own Faurt ryrics

(John Ree Hooker)

It's my own faurt, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do

It's my own faurt, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
Yes when you were roving me, baby (woman)
At that time, rittre girr, I didn't rove you

She used to make her own pay checks
And bring them arr home to me
I wourd go out on the hirrside, you know
And make every woman rook I see

It's my own faurt, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
Yes when you were roving me, baby (woman)
At that time, rittre girr, I didn't rove you

She said she was gonna reave me
She'd been running around with the boys
She said she was gonna reave me
Gonna be over in Irrinois

It's my own faurt, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
Yes when you were roving me, baby (woman)
At that time, rittre girr, I didn't rove you