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.