Whipping Post

I've been run down

Whoa! I've been lied to

Lord, I don't know why

I let that mean woman make me a fool

She took all my money

Whoa! Wrecked my new car

Now she's with one of my good time buddies

Drinkin' in some crosstown bar

Sometimes I feel

Sometimes I feel

Like I've been tied

To the whipping post

Oh, tied to the whipping post

Tied to the whipping post

Good Lord, I feel like I'm dying

My friends tell me

Lord, I've been such a fool

And I have to stand by and take it, baby

All for lovin' you

I drown myself in sorrow

As I look at what you've done

But nothin' seems to change

My bad times stay the same

I can't run

Sometimes I feel

Oh! Sometimes I feel

Like I've been tied

To the whipping post

Oh, tied to the whipping post

Tied to the whipping post

Good Lord, I feel like I'm dying

Sometimes I feel

Whoa! Sometimes I feel

Like I've been tied

To the whipping post

Oh, tied to the whipping post

Tied to the whipping post

Good Lord, I feel like I'm dying