I been run down   Lord, and I been lied to   And I don't know why   I let that mean woman make me out a fool      She took all my money   And wrecked my new car   And now she's with one of my good-time buddies   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 been such a fool   I have to stand back an' take it, girl   All for loving you      I drown myself in sorrow   As I look at what you've done   But nothin' seems to change   That bad times stay 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   Oh, good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'      Sometimes times 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, ooh, oh, Lord Lord Lord   You know sometime, I try to believe   There just ain't no such thing as dyin'