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