She took all my money, wrecks my new car
But nothin' seems to change, the bad times stay the same
I drown myself in sorrow, as I look at what you've done
Sometimes I feel, oh, Lord, sometimes
Sometimes I feel, sometimes, yeah
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
And I have to stand back, take it babe, all for lovin' you
They're drinkin' in some cross town bar
My friends tell, that I've been such a fool
Sometimes I feel, sometimes
Now she's with one of my good time buddies
Tied to the whipping post, tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post, tied to the whipping post
Like I've been tied to the whipping post
Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
Oh, Lord, good Lord, what a feeling, what a feeling
And I can't run
I've been tied, oh, it's another bad day, oh, she [Incomprehensible]
I've been tied to the whipping post
