[00:27.27] I been run down, I been lied to,
[00:34.21] I don't know why I let that mean woman make me a fool.
[00:41.10] She took all my money, wrecked my new car.
[00:49.56] Now she's with one of my goodtime buddies,
[00:53.31] They're drinkin' in some crosstown bar.
[00:56.05] Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
[01:04.14] Like I been tied to the whipping post,
[01:08.49] Tied to the whipping post,
[01:13.40] Tied to the whipping post,
[01:17.21] Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'.
[02:07.67] My friends tell me, that I've been such a fool,
[02:15.42] And I have to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin' you.
[02:24.58] Drown myself in sorrow, and I look at what you've done.
[02:30.19] But nothin' seems to change, the bad times stay the same,
[02:34.42] And I can't run.
[02:36.87] Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
[02:44.72] Like I been tied to the whipping post
[02:49.18] Tied to the whipping post,
[02:53.12] Tied to the whipping post,
[02:57.48] Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'.
[04:20.92] Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel,
[04:30.60] Like I been tied to the whipping post
[04:35.09] Tied to the whipping post,
[04:39.52] Tied to the whipping post,
[04:44.42] Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'.

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 she's with one of my goodtime 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 I've 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 done.
But nothin' seems to change, the bad times stay the same,
And I can't 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'.
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'.