Whipping Post

I've been run down, I've been lied to
And I don't know why, I let that mean woman make me a fool
She took all my money, wrecked my new car
And bow she's with one of my good time buddies,
Drinkin in a cross-town bar

Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'

My friends tell me, I've been such a fool
And I had to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin' you
Drown myself in sorrow and look what you’ve done
Bad times stay the same, nothing seems to change
And I can't run

Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
Like I been tied to the whippin' post
Tied to the whippin' post, tied to the whippin' post
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'