Whippin' Post

Yeah Mm-ah Ooh-ah! 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 Now, she's with one of my good time buddies They're just 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 I'm dyin' My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool Now, I have to stand by, take it, baby, all for lovin' you Gonna drown myself in sorrow, 'cause I look at what you've 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 I'm dyin' (ah) Hey! Yeah! Make me feel good That's right C'mon Hmm Tell it out Yeah Oh, yeah Oh Well, 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 I'm dyin' Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' Ooh! Ooh-ooh-oh! Yeah