Whipping Post

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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 down. 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'. Transcribed by rich kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu

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