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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 told me, you've been such a fool And I had to stand down and take it all baby, all because I love you Drown myself in sorrow when 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, don't you know I tied to the whippin' post Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin' From Letras Mania