Whippin' Post

I been run down Lord, and I been lied to And I don't know why I let that mean woman make me out a fool She took all my money And wrecked my new car And now she's with one of my good-time buddies Drinkin' in some 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 That I been such a fool I have to stand back an' take it, girl All for loving you I drown myself in sorrow As I look at what you've done But nothin' seems to change That bad times stay the same 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 Oh, good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' Sometimes times 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, ooh, oh, Lord Lord Lord You know sometime, I try to believe There just ain't no such thing as dyin'