I've Been Run Down And 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, Wrecks My New Car.

Now She's With One Of My Good Time Buddies,

They're 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've Been Such A Fool.

But I Had To Stand By And Take It Baby, All For Lovin You.

Drown Myself In Sorrow As I Look At What You've Done.

But Nothing Seemed To Change, The Bad Times Stayed 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.

Good Lord, I Feel Like I'm Dyin.



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.