Ralph McTell — Corrine What Makes You Treat Me So

Corrine, what makes you treat me so? Oh Corrine, what makes you treat me so? Corrine, oh Corrine, what makes you treat me so? You stop me from knockin' at your door Little girl, what have I did to you? Oh little girl, what have I did to you? Little girl, oh little girl, what have I did to you? For you to treat me like the way you do And it's Lord, have mercy on poor me Oh Lord, have mercy on poor me Lord, oh dear Lord, mercy on poor me Lord, it's nothing but trouble in the world I see I'm going, your cryin' won't make me stay I'm going, and your cryin' won't make me stay Well, I'm going, oh Lord, and your cryin' won't make me stay I'm going to stay away, all my days Little girl, I want to know, how can it be Little girl, oh Lord, how can it be Little girl, oh little girl, how can it be You can love someone and you don't love me Corrine, what makes you treat me so? Oh Corrine, what makes you treat me so? Corrine, oh Corrine, what makes you treat me so? Ah, you stop me from knockin' at your door