I been run down, I been lied to, I don't 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 good time buddies, They're 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 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 you've down But nothin' seems to change, the bad times stay the same And I cant 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'
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