Whipping Post

I been run down, I been lied to
I dont know why I let that mean woman make me a fool
She took all my money, wrecked my new car
Now shes with one of my goodtime buddies
Theyre drinkin in some crosstown bar
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord, I feel like Im dyin
My friends tell me, that Ive been such a fool
And I have to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin you
Drown myself in sorrow, and I look at what youve down
But nothin seems to change, the bad times stay the same
And I can’t run
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord, I feel like Im dyin
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel
Like I been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord, I feel like Im dyin