sara k.
whipping post
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'