It's My Own Fault
B.B. King; Bobby Bland
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Said, it's my own fault, darlin'
Treat me the way you wanna do
Lord, it's my own fault, darlin'
Now, treat me the way you wanna do
Said, when you was lovin' me, little girl
Lord, at that time, little girl, I didn't love you
You have something to say, son?
She used to make her own paychecks, people
Bring 'em all home to me
I'd go out on the hillside, you know, and make
Every woman drunk I see
And it's my own fault, baby
(It's your own fault, B.V.)
Treat me the way you wanna do
Hey, when you were lovin' me, baby
Oh, at that time, little girl, I didn't love you
Look out, son
You remember, you remember, B, at Dyersburg, Tennessee
That was the first tune, I think, that I had to learn the lyrics
You know, I had the little
Yeah, yeah, but we didn't do it in A-flat
You think we have the wrong key?
For me, we have
Alright then
If you think you wanna modulate, go
Right ahead and tell 'em what you got
Let's go ahead and do a couple more of those
What we're doin' now, since you started us reminiscin'
Let's go all the way back
Okay, me and you