Wouldn't Treat A Dog

Florence Rawlings
When I was up
You would always come around
But when I needed a friend
You could never be found
IÒ‘ve got a hole where my heart used to be
I wouldnÒ‘t treat a dog
The way you treated me
When times were good
All yourlovinÒ‘was the same
But when the going got rough
You hardly knew my name
You locked me out
And you threw away the key
I wouldnÒ‘t treat a dog, no my Lord
The way you treated me
Got me cryinÒ‘ for the lovinÒ‘ I needed
BegginÒ‘ like a dog for a bone
And although I spend all my time pleading
Turn your back and youÒ‘ll leave me
One of these old days
Lord knows that itÒ‘s true
Just when you need me the most
IÒ‘ll walk right out on you
Then youÒ‘ll say
As you begginÒ‘down on your knees
I wouldnÒ‘t treat a dog, no, no, no,
The way you treated me
The way you treated me
I wouldnÒ‘t treat a dog the way you treated me
I wouldnÒ‘t do it - I wouldnÒ‘t do it
I wouldnÒ‘t treat a dog the way you treated me
I wouldnÒ‘t do it - I wouldnÒ‘t do it