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