DamnLyrics - The center provides all the lyrics

It's My Own Fault - B.B. King



     
Page format: Left Center Right
Direct link:
BB code:
Embed:

It's My Own Fault Lyrics


It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you want to do
It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you want to do
Yes, at the time, you were loving me, baby
At that time, little girl, I didn't love youUsed to make your own pay checks, baby
And bring them all home to me
I'd go out on the hillside, you know
And make every woman, good girl seen
It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you want to do
Yes, at the time, you were loving me, baby
At that time, little girl, I didn't love youYes, you used to be here with me, baby
But now you're running around with the boys
You said you were gonna leave me
You're gonna be over in Illinois
And it's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you want to do

Yes, at the time, you were loving me, baby
At that time, little girl, I wouldn't be trueYes, fall on my knees
Raise up my right hand
Yes, I would do better, baby but I
Just don't understand
It's my own fault, baby
Treat me the way you wanna do
Yes, at the time you were loving me, woman
At that time, little girl, I wouldn't be true

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

B. B. King (b. September 16, 1925 in Itta Bena, Mississippi) is a U.S. blues guitarist and songwriter. He is among the most respected electric guitarists; Rolling Stone magazine ranked him third in its list of the hundred greatest guitarists of all time. Born as Riley B. King, he began broadcasting his music live on a Memphis radio station called WDIA. At first, he used the name The Peptikon Boy on air, which later was changed to The Beale Street Blues Boy, and then further shortened to just Blues Boy or B.B.

Read more about B.B. King on Last.fm.


User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.

View All

B.b. King